Back in my wild, younger days. I had a shirt that read You toucha da shirt, I breaka you face.
Looking back, I often wonder why my parents welcomed such gratuitously violent remarks to be advertised on their children’s clothing.
Anyway, I think I met the designer of that shirt yesterday.
To give you some background: there's a rather unofficial looking STOP sign in our apartment parking lot. It stands alone as a beacon of hope in an otherwise blind junction of two parking lots. While it is red and octagonal, it is a tad smaller than your standard stop sign. Regardless, it unquestionably proclaims the word STOP
There are other laws around the apartment too... like Speed Limit 10mph or no grilling on the patio or clean up your pet's feces... needless to say, most people ignore those as well.
So, here I am, striving to be my law abiding self and have just entered the parking lot. I always approach the "dangerous" corner with caution, just expecting everyone to ignore the stop sign (even though there's no stop sign in my direction).
All of the sudden, a black Mercedes (license plate will be posted later) screeches through said STOP sign (thus breaking at least 2 of the mentioned laws). I, Jeffrey Price, fully prepared and expecting such things was going slow enough and stopped to let the offender by... and then they had tha gall to honk at me!!! I mean, THEY honked at ME?!?!?! I didn't even come close to hitting them (and if I did it would have been THEIR fault), and still THEY honked at ME?!?!?
I guess they can't read, because they didn't like it when I pointed (politely) to the stop sign. One (huge) guy got out of the car and I'm thinking sure NOW they stop.
That really chapped me, but given that:
- I was outnumbered 3 to 1
- Any physco can get a gun
- I'm a chicken
I continue on my way. I figure that someone who breaks the law, most likely won't hesitate when breaking my face.
This comes at a time when I'm earnestly trying to forgive people, love them as Jesus would, and not get so angry at their rudeness, arrogance, and disrespect. I guess I still need some work.
Anyway, I hear the driver of the black Merecedes has created the next big t-shirt fad. It reads: Breaka fo me, or I breaka you face.