So, it's been 3 days and I ain't been arrested yet, so I guess I can tell my story.
My wife and I are shopping for groceries at a name brand grocery store. Some 6'2", muscled up, arsehole, wife beater T shirt and tats, with his wife and twin brats, in a double wide stroller, bumps into our cart and immediately says, in his snottiest manner,"move it old man!" He had plenty of room to pass on the left.
Now, 20 years ago, muscled up youngsters, got what they asked for, but this guy was very obviously capable of wringing my 65 year old hide out to dry.
I just said, "sorry" and continued shopping.
My wife is freaking out, knowing that an ambulance ride is in the offing and she could not believe I just rolled over with the incident.
30 minutes later, I happen to see the family in a check out line, so I pulled in behind them. A "target of opportunity", as it were.
I actually was simply going to put a Hershey bar in the tray on the stroller......I already had it unwrapped.
The guy has a carton of night crawlers in the upper basket and his half open day pack is hanging on the cart. His wife is loading shopping bags into another cart and he is on his knees, messing with his kids.
I casually opened up and dumped the crawlers, dirt and all, into the day pack, picked up the little divider stick and began loading my groceries onto the conveyor. Then I put the unwrapped Hershey bar in the bag also.
Had he needed in the bag, I would have been busted right there, because by now, I am beside myself laughing. My wife is scared chitless, thinking she is about to have a chance to practice her EMT skills.
Anyway, I know it was wrong, I know it was cruel and I know it was childish.....after all, what did those worms ever do to me?
God, I feel so much better, getting that guilt off my chest.
"I could eat a bowl of Alphabet Soup and
sh!t a better argument than that!"
My wife and I are shopping for groceries at a name brand grocery store. Some 6'2", muscled up, arsehole, wife beater T shirt and tats, with his wife and twin brats, in a double wide stroller, bumps into our cart and immediately says, in his snottiest manner,"move it old man!" He had plenty of room to pass on the left.
Now, 20 years ago, muscled up youngsters, got what they asked for, but this guy was very obviously capable of wringing my 65 year old hide out to dry.
I just said, "sorry" and continued shopping.
My wife is freaking out, knowing that an ambulance ride is in the offing and she could not believe I just rolled over with the incident.
30 minutes later, I happen to see the family in a check out line, so I pulled in behind them. A "target of opportunity", as it were.
I actually was simply going to put a Hershey bar in the tray on the stroller......I already had it unwrapped.
The guy has a carton of night crawlers in the upper basket and his half open day pack is hanging on the cart. His wife is loading shopping bags into another cart and he is on his knees, messing with his kids.
I casually opened up and dumped the crawlers, dirt and all, into the day pack, picked up the little divider stick and began loading my groceries onto the conveyor. Then I put the unwrapped Hershey bar in the bag also.
Had he needed in the bag, I would have been busted right there, because by now, I am beside myself laughing. My wife is scared chitless, thinking she is about to have a chance to practice her EMT skills.
Anyway, I know it was wrong, I know it was cruel and I know it was childish.....after all, what did those worms ever do to me?
God, I feel so much better, getting that guilt off my chest.
"I could eat a bowl of Alphabet Soup and
sh!t a better argument than that!"
