So I have an interesting little short story that I figured would make a great blog for this week. So, of course I was at home all weekend and one thing that I needed for the house was a new shower curtain for my bathroom. Well I guess it was Wednesday when I was in town so I decided to swing by Target and get a shower curtain.
Well, I pull in the parking lot, and out of nowhere this guy whips in behind me and jumps out of his car all pissed off and what not. He starts just yelling at me because I apparently just cut him off on the way over there. Well I recognized his car and when I switched lanes in from of him, the one lane switch I have to do the whole way to Target, I was a full 2 or 3 car lengths ahead of him. So I told him to just calm down and let it go, I didn’t want to start anything because I'm a pacifist and my sister was with me, but he won’t let it go.
So I just ignore him and go inside thinking that one: he will not follow me in and two: he will just calm down and let it go. I was wrong on both accounts. So this guy follows me into target, still yelling, so that attracted the attention of the security desk, seeing that you walk right past it on the way in. (at this point I'm getting pissed off too) Well the security guard come up and asks if everything is alright, and I said “No, this guy thinks I cut him off and he is being a bitch about it.” (Word choice, I know, I was in the moment) So I guess seeing that I wasn’t the one yelling and I was like 18 and this guy was like late 50’s he escorted the other guy out not me. So, I thought it was over, went and bought the shower curtain, it wasn’t over apparently.
So I go out to my car, and this guy is still standing by my car, so I gave my sister the keys to the car and the shower curtain and told her to start the car. So this guy is about to fight me, I was livid at this point, and he was smaller than my by probably 50 pounds and 2 inches, and old. So we start talking crap back and forth and he starts swinging, wildly and erratically. He hits he like 2 or 3 times, and I got some punches in too but at this point I just pushed him/pick him up/ tackle him, and he is on the ground, so while he is on the ground, my sister was like trying to get me to leave, she was freaking out, so I just jumped in my car and sped off.
So that is probably the most eventful thing that happened over break; I got in a fight at target, while getting at shower curtain. I don’t even know if I would call it a fight, more just trying to get rid of a pissed off old redneck while getting in my car. I am truly not someone who resorts to violence, but I really didn’t know what to do otherwise.
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