I have only had to deal with a couple horse’s patoots in the last week and a half.
One rushed up to my girlfriend as she was walking out the door of Harbor Freight last Sunday while I was finishing up paying for my items. I was about to the door as the guy approached her (fists clinched, with his chest poked out). He loudly said “How did you like that game”. He wasn’t just displaying some opposing team’s fan ribbing another. This guy displayed all the signs of someone who was wanting to start trouble, right down to his body language and the look in his eyes, even though I thought it was quite convenient his timing over the whole ordeal (approaching my GF while I was finishing up checking out, and she walking out of the store). I walked up right as this was taking place and he took a couple steps back but was still bowed up.
I had a million things on my mind that morning as I had to load up and move a bunch of heavy shop equipment basically by myself, and was dwelling on how I was going to get it all done, so dealing with a nutcase jackwagon was way down on my list of priorities. I just looked at him and said...”It was a game, clemPson won, and got the trophy. Do you want a medal for it now or something?”
He had a real confused look on his face like he didn’t quite know what to say. He just stammered and then said...”Well...We’ll meet again..”
To which I replied..”Bama will be in the playoffs next year, like they’ve been every year, so there’s a chance we will meet again”.
Then Friday at work around lunchtime, an ex coworker showed up at my job and hunted me down to start in about Bama losing. He’s a Notre Dame fan that got fired over three years ago and I haven’t talked to or seen since. Leading up to the Bama-ND championship game, he talked mountains of crap about what ND was gonna do to Bama. I went easy on him afterward except when he started with the excuses and conspiracy theories and such.
He flew into the..”What happened to Bama?”
I said “what happened to ND? You’re sounding like an aubren fan now talking trash about Bama getting beat when your team got sent home the game before.”
He pretty much didn’t have much he could say after that. He stood around for a little while until I channeled my inner Doc Holliday in Tombstone and looked over and said “Oh, I apologize Darryl, I forgot you were standing there. You may go now!”
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