Fred Sanford wrote:
that's a true story. I had a lot of stuff going on at the time dealing with my dad's cancer and that guy started screwing with me for no reason.
I walked right out and actually it would probably be just battery. Assault and battery is redundant.
right there in Chicago on North avenue pretty much beneath the EL tracks.
Good old Estelle's. At Estelle's they might have somebody checking Id's and that's about it, pretty mellow place usually.
...and lets be honest here, how are most 20somethings going to respond when called a p*ssy and a coward in front of their girlfriend and friends, if they back down how will it effect them mentally? I honestly feel better about that (but still not great about it) than I would if I would have backed down and slunk away.
Bein' an old Chicago boy (born & raised in Oak Park, to be precise), I know Estelle's and understand 20somethings pretty well. Glad you didn't take offense.
In high school, I had a confrintation with a kid in gym class. I was assisting in swimming and was tasked to make sure that people didn't touch bottom on a distance swim during a life saving certification class.
I kept catching this one guy trying to touch down and we had a few words. No biggie.
In the locker room, he comes up to me and chews me out. I said "Sorry." He screamed "Don't swear at me!" and sucker punched my in the mouth.
My inside upper lip got cut pretty bad. More in shock than anything, I took my towel and stuck it into the wound and removed it - soaked in blood.
All I said to him was: "Are you satisfied?" He walked away, only to return a few minutes later, all over apologetic and sorry.
When the Coach came in, I said I'd slipped and hit myself on a bench.
We became good friends after that.
Best fight I never had. And I was already ni-kyu at the time, so I had no doubt that I could have done some damage, but chose the high ground as my Sensei had taught me.
Different lives, different approaches, I guess.
Lee Darrow, C.Ht.