16 August 2008

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JUNE 1, 2005 entry taken from my previous blog

During lunch, I decided to change it up and head out to the McDonald's on Oltorf. This is a big change considering I have Sonic on a daily basis. Alas, the drive-thru line looked busy and I decided to go inside.

So I'm thinking: I'll go inside, grab my meal, then get back to work. No biggie, right? Wrong. From the minute I walked inside this little thugette (probably 14 or 15) just started staring at me. Now I know I'm not drop dead gorgeous and granted I was in my scrubs, but hey, it's not as if there's an arm growing out of the side of my head. I stared back and during this little stare down her thug boyfriend (probably the same age) just kept on tugging at her sleeve asking, "Why won't you tell me? Why won't you tell me?" I have no idea what they were talking about or who this little girl was, but she then turned her back to me and was speaking to the boy in a whisper.

At this point, the thug just starts staring at me and even now I still don't know why. But at that moment I just opened my mouth and out came, "What's Your Problem, SON?" He simply shrugged his shoulders at me and that was the end of it.

I don't know what would possess me to say something so aggressively. It may not sound it, but for me that was aggressive in a public setting. Maybe it was the fact that I was hungry? Maybe I felt had I handled it in a more polite manner the boy would have walked all over me? Thinking about it now, I can only attribute it to my high school days hearing the thugs call each other 'son'.

In conclusion, I've learned that you are never too young to call someone 'son' and going to McDonald's doesn't necessarily equal Happy Meal. I should know, I walked out with a Grumpy Meal. :(

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