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Those of you that know my posting style may have noticed that I can be, shall I say, "short" with certain individuals. Often, I believe the attitude to be warranted, i.e., when said individual is being a dumbass. Many of you have probably chalked this up to the well-known ability of the internet to bring out the jerk in anyone. Many of you may have also felt the urge, from time to time, to kick my a**.
You may be surprised to learn that I am no different online than in person, although I usually have far fewer reasons to be caustic IRL, and fewer still occasions to express my ire. Tonight was one of those delicious occasions that allows me to tell a given ******** a little about themselves.
My boyfriend and I were enjoying a round of miniature golf this evening. We're both quite bad at it, which makes it all the more enjoyable. (There's nothing more hilarious than watching a ball that has gone into the hole bounce back out three times in a row.) There was a couple behind us waiting. They were much better than we were at this ridiculous sport, so they were moving at a much faster pace.
If they had asked us to play through our game we would have let them. Instead, they stood behind us silently fuming for about ten holes. (I wasn't quite sure what they were doing, actually, until later. For all I knew, they were enjoying their date and their extra time together.) Instead of asking us politely to play through, the snobbish cheerleader-type girl behind us putted her ball directly at my feet as I was still on the green and aiming for a shot.
I told her that she was being rude, and that we would let her go through if she just asked us. She refused, saying that if I would allow her then she shouldn't have to ask. I called her "spectacularly rude.
She picked up her ball and walked away. My boyfriend and I finished and started walking to the next green.
Out of nowhere, the annoying snob's date walks up to us and starts trying to pick a fight with my boyfriend! I told him to leave my boyfriend alone because his issue was with me. The "man" (I use the term loosely) all but ignored me as I was speaking to him, and responded to my boyfriend whenever I said anything. I finally got him to address me, and told him to leave my boyfriend alone. Then the b*****d had the nerve to threaten me. (Mind you, there were witnesses!) I told him I would call the police, and he dared me to. I picked up my cell phone and started dialing, but my BF talked me out of it.
They didn't bother us again, but I was still pissed at the way they had interrupted my date, refused to even ask to play through, and then threatened both my boyfriend and myself. People like this just shouldn't be allowed in public. On our way out of the course, I told the employees at the facility what had happened and asked them to call security. My boyfriend and I went inside to finish off the night with a round of DDR. A few minutes later, I saw our "friends" from earlier leaving and looking quite shamed. In all liklihood, they won't be allowed back.
In short, I'm not afraid to stand up for myself. If you, like these poor folks, have received a tounge-lashing and/or retaliation, then you probably deserved it. I'm only rude when someone gets down on their knees and begs for it.
 Nikore · Sun Jul 31, 2005 @ 06:31am · 5 Comments |
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