I witnessed the most bizarre argument this evening, which is saying a lot considering I hail from a town of yahoos and public fights are a normal occurence.
They were already sitting there waiting for the bus when I came, just two teenagers 'in love'. She was sitting on his lap, they both weren't speaking and I thought nothing of it; enter stage left, an elderly lady who lives near me in another apartment makes her way into the shelter and sits beside the lovebirds. I was making some phone calls on my cell to help pass the time and I had turned around momentarily to check my surroundings only to see the two kids now completely engaged in a heavy make-out session. She was standing in front of him as he stayed seated and his head was lost in her chest while his hands groped her behind. Obviously this took me by surprise but the look on the lady's face made me tell my sister on the phone I was going to have to call her back later.
Now I know this older lady to be quite pleasant; her voice is soft and almost child-like and her hair is always done immaculately, twisted in a coil and positioned on top of her head and her blouses are always buttoned up to her chin. She walks slowly with the aid of her cane but always wears pumps with a two inch heel. Everyone knows her and they greet her because they can expect the same in return. I have to admit that just her presence and likeability makes her almost 'grandmotherish' even to a stranger and so the urge was there to get the kids to behave while in her presence. Before I could even think of how to I was going to approach them about toning it down a notch there she was with her cane waving in the air " You two oughtta be ashamed! Look at the both of you carrying on without a care in the world. Why you, young lady have barely got any clothing on at all and here you are displaying your 'ass'ets to everyone on Columbia Street! The NERVE! Teenagers these days, they all want to be Hollywood."
I thought for sure the two kids would be so embarassed at being scolded by a complete stranger in public for their sexual antics that they would stop and be on their merry way, but would you believe the girl actually got up in front of the lady's face and challenged her to fight? She was excessively rude hurling a string of obscenities the old lady's way, telling her that she was old and decrepit, cranky and ugly and not with the 'times'. She even pulled my favourite talk-show teenager line " You don't know me! Who are you to judge me, you don't know me!" The old lady's response was "Why would I want to know you? There's nothing to know, it's all right here for my eyes to see, and I don't want to know a two-bit whore." Well that last comment just added more fuel to the fire.
It never went anywhere, even with my own attempts at backing the old lady up in her arguments. I told the kids that it was disrespectful not only to her but also to me and I said it wouldn't be something they would want to brag about that they got into an argument with an elderly person. Hardly something to boast about.
The girl returned my comments with her bold statements " If someone wants to start sh*t with me, I throw the sh*t back. I don't give a f*ck if it's some old hag, I'll bring it if that's what they are looking for. It's a free f*cking country - didn't you know lady, this is CANA-DUH, we can do whatever the f*ck we want."
I was sure this lady was thinking her husband fought in the war so that this girl could get it on in public without any regard for others. I just hope she didn't think it was all pointless.
Would you believe that this lady then started to get on my case for revealing too much of my own 'goods' once we were seated on the bus and discussing what had just transpired. She did it in her not so subtle way and I did my best not to look as though her comment affected me, but humbled, I pulled my shirt up a little higher when she got up to exit the bus.
She was still muttering to herself and waving her cane in the air as she walked to her building. Poor old girl, I hope she can sleep tonight and learn to pick her battles in the future, some are futile.
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
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