A mean streak

"...I figure if you remove him, his girlfriend will leave with him."

That was the response when I asked Robert to remove two guys from in front of the kiosk and he asked me which one. I pointed and uttered the statement above. It only got worse from there.

The guy I didn't know countered with a remark and I told the other I did know to remove the "sand" from an orifice the other gentleman would only have had if he were not - a gentleman that is.

It was the beginning of an exchange that ended quickly because apparently I was in one of those incredibly rare moods where I had had enough with things that had gone on up to that point. Maybe it was the season, maybe it was that incredibly frustrating game, maybe it was enough stupid customers to fill another blog post. Or maybe it was a combination of things that culminated into one situation where it was probably wise for the other person to just leave. I probably would have kept going until the guy either threw punches or walked away crying and I'm not really one to start a fist fight, so I guess I'd have preferred the "just leaving", but I think the guy was too little to want to fight anyways.

Who knows, maybe Robert would have witnessed me be disproportionally mean and violent all on the same night without alcohol even being a factor (not that I'm ever violent regardless of drink).

Happy Holidays. (just try not to catch me in THAT "mood")