Into the Locker Room: Peace Keeping and my “Man Hamster”Posted: August 17, 2012 | |
i feel bad about this. but i felt i’d share anyway.
i was at my local last night and there was someone sitting in my spot *sigh* well there was a VERY drunk guy going at it verbally sparring with a guy sitting 2 seats from me. drunk dude was being a DICK. and it was clear the guy sitting next to me was a tad drunk and supplicating, but TRYING to give back what he was getting. now ladies (because guys get this)….
it is NOT my place to intervene. i felt bad for the guy next to me- YES, BUUUUUUT…..it had nothing to do with me. so i just sipped my beer.
finally when drunk guy (talking to someone i know) was talking to his buddy, i leaned over and said quietly, “dude, let it go.” he replied, “yeah danny, you’re right.” WHAT THE FUCK!!!?? this cat KNOWS me. um…sorry, but unless you have a cute face and a vagina, i’m probably NOT going to remember you. look, i swear to God, i’ll ask the bartender that works there to comment to verify this is true. stay posted. so, as i’m telling this to the guy next to me, drunk guy chimes in, “yeah, go ahead and form your little alliance.”
oh hell fucking no.
this douchebag had made a HUGE error. now i was a part of the fray. and i’m sure by now most of you readers know I.DO.NOT.BACK.DOWN. game on.
so apparently, drunk guy knows my name too. i continued listening to drunky-mc-drunk’s verbal assault on mr omega. and tbh, i was disgusted at omega boys weakness. but at the same time, i felt bad for him. but….things being what they were, i stayed to of it. finally, as my anger steadily built, drunk douche made a crucial mistake and mentioned to mr. omega that they should settle it outside. FUCK YEAH!!!!
i pounded the bar, looked at mr drunk and said, “GOOD FUCKING IDEA, OUTSIDE SOUNDS GREAT!!!! LET’S DO IT.” i took off my glasses, watch, and chain, and told the bartender, “steve- please look after my shit, i’ll be right back.” and walked outside.
i waited. i watched the 2 doors. NOTHING. i walked back to the door, opened it and said, “I’M WAITING GUY!!!!!!!!”
i finally walked back in and the mood in the place was WAAAAAAAY different. before, there was an uneasiness. now, it was a tad more mellow. i could hear drunk douche apologizing to steve (the bartender) about he was “out of line.” mr. omega was trying to have a conversation with me and i finally told him, “look dude….i’m too fucking pissed to talk. please leave me alone.” which i’m sure you all know he did. the guy that i know that drunk man was talking to chimed in after mr. drunk went outside to smoke. “danny, look, he’s wasted, and out of control.” i told him, “look jim, i don’t care. he’s being an asshole and he made a mistake of bringing me into it when i just told this guy to ‘let it go.'” jim nodded in agreement. finally omega boy leaves and walks past me and says, “thanks danny.” i didn’t even reply. look when i’m in the red……i’m in the red.
call it a “man hamster”. i cannot think rationally when i’m pissed and itching to fight. all i can think is, “let’s go mother fucker.” NOTHING any male can do will calm me. at the most, they can just attempt to restrain me. now a WOMAN, can totally bring me down. the only cure to my rage is leaving me alone, or pure femininity. the last gf (a 9 bartender) was getting hit on by guy while she worked. no biggie. i know 99% of women can handle guys like this on their own. so i wasn’t concerned. BUT….he was drunk; so i monitored the situation. dude had NO CLUE her bf was watching, which probably emboldened him. scratch that, i KNOW it emboldened him. lol. well, dude finally crossed the line and called my gf a “fucking drink slinging cunt.” i IMMEDIATELY replied, “that’s MISS drink slinging cunt buddy.”
now, we were in my hometown of kenner. dude’s swing on each other REGULARLY. there was a real possibility this was going to blows outside. but…..dude backed down when he learned she was my gf and his friends restrained him. didn’t matter. i was ready to go. lyssi left the bar, grabbed my hand and drug me outside. once outside, she hugged me, thanked me, then kissed me. she pleaded, “baby, please calm down. PLEASE let it go. ok baby. PLEEEEEASE.” then she wrapped her arms around me and buried her face into my neck. i could hear her whispering, “please calm down baby. please let it go. please.”
i could literally feel my rage fade. and yes, when it comes to me and fighting- RAGE is the only word to describe how i get. as i posted on ST’s comment section-
When I body slammed the guy that pushed my gf in Japan; her attitude towards me changed immensely.
She was more calm, relaxed, feminine. Never met a woman that was turned off by a man that would protect her, or be able to survive in the wild.
Seriously- drop me off in the middle of the woods and I’ll be just fine. If I have my gear and a rifle….I’m safe as a kitten in a 15 year old girls bedroom.”
dude that pushed my girl got TRUCKED for getting physical with my gf. my gf in NO was WELL SCHOOLED in how NO men react to aggression. and she knew just how to calm my storm. the gf in japan was a LAMB with me after she saw that side of me first hand. i’m curious if the ladies will offer some insight as to how they feel when they know their man will fight or step in to defend or protect them. and do they know if their man WOULDN’T do so. and if not…..how does that make them feel? personally, i don’t care what any man or woman thinks of me for fighting. but i can tell you the women in my family are VERY appreciative knowing that the men in our family will tear down the sky to defend them.
you know…if it ever becomes necessary. lol.
my baby sister had her husband….uh….cross a line. i won’t go into details but my mom went HAYWIRE making sure i never found out about it until after my sister’s divorce was finalized. and she was right; had i found out i’d have driven straight to NO and beat the fuck out of my brother-in-law. i ran not the BIL at the house of shock (he worked there) and when he saw me he called my name and walked towards me holding out his hand. i said, “DUDE, if you knew what was good for you, you’d turn the fuck around and walk away.” and i had my fists balled, and was posturing.
he walked away….he might be an asshole, but he’s not stupid. ok. i think i got that out. lol. stay up.
oh, happy anniversary Jacquie