For some people, dignity, integrity, honesty, and other valuable virtues are more important than social status, money, and “looking cool.” For others, social status, money, and “looking cool” is all that matters. With that said, I’d like to specifically call out two groups of individuals that impacted me this week.
To the first target, those who hit my new car that I’m still paying for:
Considering you were at a concert on a Tuesday evening, I can gather that you had at least enough “leisure” money to afford ticket cost, gas to the venue, possibly drinks/refreshments,oh, and obviously a car since you would’ve been driving it while hitting my car. So with that in mind, I think it is probably safe to guess that you can probably afford auto insurance, but you still didn’t have enough dignity, guts, or, to put it bluntly, balls to wait around til I came to my car to tell me or at least leave me a note with your name and insurance policy. You’re a real coward. What is the worst that could have happened from telling me? I get upset and call my insurance company? Maybe file a police report just for insurance purposes? Your insurance fee go up about $20 per month? Yes, that is about all that would’ve happened. But instead you chose to be a coward. You and everyone you know should be ashamed of you. Now, I’m paying out of my own pocket to fix the damage even though I have full coverage, yet still have to pay a $500 deductible.
To the second target, the two drunk “men” who chose to verbally assault me:
I’d like to go ahead and award you with the “manliest man” award of the week. To earn this great achievement you did the following: Approached a 5’4 100lb woman in her car with the windows rolled up to talk about how you didn’t like my car. Further, you blew kisses at me, waved at me, and then mocked me when I used my finger to tell you to turn around and go on. At this point, you decided I was, quote, “a fucking bitch” and decided everyone in the parking lot should hear this. As I drove away from you, you got in your vehicle and proceeded in the car line next to mine and continued shouting “fucking bitch” at me until you were directed by a traffic conductor to move onto the highway. I hope your girlfriends that were in the car with both of you are really proud to have such honorable men in their lives."OMG, You’re like sooo cool." Your drunk inappropriate demeanor pairs so well with your plaid Hollister shorts and too tight Abercrombie tshirt with flip-flops. Oh, don’t let me forget your probably 6’ 200+lbs in your 30’s targeting a 24 year old petite woman because she didn’t buy into your chase game. Although you cost me no money and no damage to my car, I have less respect for you and hope a worse karma comes to you than the person who damaged my vehicle. Hell, it probably was you.
Living in the “greatest” nation in the world has taught me a few things, the most important being that I live among the most embarrassing, disrespectful, cowardly people on the planet.