I just had probably the most relaxed but pointed response coupled with total self-control that I didnt think I possibly had in me to a complete douche I ran into in a Walgreens 5 minutes ago from the time I started typing this. Normally I want to murder these people, and thought I would... So Im walking around looking for toothpaste, because I forgot mine on the trip Im on, doing my own thing, pretty nonchalant, and turned a corner walking past this 50 dude with a bandana and carrying a half-empty seabag of sorts. He turns and says in a semi-drunken slur hey man, better watch out for those signs, might bump your head and points to signs way up high on the ceiling. Im 64 so yeah. I turned and said real condescendingly Awww thats cute... looking down at him, and turned back, because really thats pretty insignificant. Whaddya mean cute?! Cute?!!! Why because Im short huh?!! And this little twat actually starts bowing up to me as Im going on with my business. Like Good God you must have some self esteem issues! So I turn and start going towards him with my not so nice face that automatically comes on when Im irritated, so Im told, and he immediately backs down. Oh sorry dude, sorry. So, Im a little irked but still not really full blown pissed, but enough that I start shadowing him and his little harem of girls around the store. I walk deliberately by this toad and make it obvious to look down at him and stare when I go by several times over the next 10 minutes. So I finally figure Ill get my stuff and go and cut the childish crap, and low and behold him and his little gang are at the counter. I stand behind them and listen. This choad is running his mouth about military discounts and military this military that, I think to try and intimidate me (which Im right there looking at him) when his girl comes back to the counter and slaps a KitKat down as she and her friends all laugh (hes paying) and walk away. He continues on, then looks at me and says Are you following me? You gonna try and beat my ass?! escalating yet again. I said, Nah, looks like you get whipped often enough *nodding at the KitKat* What unit were you with? He starts stumbling and stammering and I just kept staring. He couldnt even make the motor skills in his hands work to operate the debit card machine he was so mad/put off. Spewing bullshit about units that dont exist, it was glorious - you gotta understand, coming across one of these guys is like you just got your anger-excitement quota filled for the next ten years for real Vets. Its a strange sensation watching a complete piece of shit meltdown. I just nod and say very calmly but deliberately pointed I was in the invasion of Iraq and the 2nd siege of Fallujah. Funny because none of what you said makes sense for shit. If I didnt know any better, Id say you were completely full of shit....? and went to a full blown I-represent-all-of-your-greatest-fears-scowl/hate-stare intentionally. His eyes got big, like I could tell he thought he may have made a mistake and his girlfriend literally grabbed him and they and their little group scurried out of the store. The cashier laughed, and I strangely felt pretty good and calm despite my displayed demeanor... ...still, violence that I could get away with always feels better.
Posted on: Wed, 10 Dec 2014 05:22:40 +0000
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