refrain from impetuous conduct
i'm surprised i'm not in jail right now, or at least out on bail. saturday night downtown brought the usual booze and schmooze, but it wasn't until nat and i were talking to each other and the bartender when a hardly intoxicated man swaggered up to us and asked me point blank "are they real?"
now as much as you may think that's a common occurrence for me, i can think of maybe one other moment in my life where i was asked that incredibly offensive and invasive question. i responded to him simply, "why would you ask me that?", to which he replied "well, if they're real, they're fantastic." i understand the fool was laboring under the impression that he was paying me a compliment, so somehow i managed to not knock him into the bar, into his friends, or, as is common, punch him in the throat. i asked him how old he was, and followed it with "at what point in your 31 years of living did someone EVER pull you aside to let you know that it was okay to ask that?"
the point where he said that some ladies actually let him feel for himself made me stop and think for a brief second... maybe i should let him reach out in hope, and his invasion of my personal space would justify my kicking his ass. but instead, i turned to his friends and let them know they'd better keep their boy in check. i am impressed by my own control in the situation... which is probably a concerning thing altogether anyway.
current mood: um, exCUSE me?