Oct. 13, 2017

Carelessness, ire, and an act of kindness.

Yesterday’s episode of the #AdventuresofCeej is one of the careless treatment of another person, then someone else’s ire, and act of kindness.

I like to stop at one of my two favorite gas stations to get a drink and fruit cup for the day and 5 hour energies, like nearly every other work day.  Except now, I walk with a cane.  I opened the door like normal to get back in my car, and as I was crossing the threshold, a skinny guy damn near barreled into me from behind, causing me to jolt forward.  That jolt hurt my back more than it already was and I gritted my teeth as tears formed in my eyes.  You see, the jackass didn’t bother using the other door or waiting for me to get through.  He just pushed his way through.  Now those of you that know me, you know that I would have lost my damn mind and ripped him one, but I was in too much pain.  However, there was another guy that saw that and struggled to keep his temper in check.  He grabbed the jackass’s arm, brought him to where I was leaning against the hood of my car to get my breath back, and forced him to apologize.  Here’s how that convo went:

Good Guy: (has a tight grip on the jackass’s arm and starts squeezing harder) I saw you assault this young lady.  She has a disability and you hurt her.

Jackass: (trying to yank his arm away) She was slow and in my way!

Good Guy: She is a woman and has a disability.  You do not treat people like that.  (Looks at me) Miss? Would you like him to be on his knees when he apologizes to you?

Jackass: On my knees?  Hell no.  Get the fuck off me.

Good Guy: (squeezes hard enough that the jackass’s face whitens) If she wants you to kneel, you will kneel.

Me: No, no, it’s okay.  I’m okay.

Good Guy: (moves to get in his face) You will apologize to her and make it real.  Or you will be on the ground with my foot on your neck as we wait for the cops.  (moves out of the way)

Jackass: I’m sorry.

Good Guy: Miss, are you satisfied with that?

Me: Yes, thank you.

Good Guy: (lets the jackass go, watches as he practically runs to his car, then turns to me) Are you really okay?  Would you like me to call the cops anyway?  I saw his license plate.

Me: I’m really okay.  Thank you for standing up for me.

Good Guy: My pleasure.  I can’t stand people who have no respect for others.  I’m glad I was here. (Reaches his hand out) Take care.

Me: (shakes his hand)  You too.  And thanks again.


Gotta love good people.  And now that I’m thinking about the situation, part of me wishes I had let him make the jackass kneel, but that’s really not me so it worked out the way it was meant to.

<sigh> My life is never boring.