um excuse me?
It's been a weird day. Started off well with the news of getting an A on my calc exam. yay go me. You're children is learning.
I proceeded to go to the union and get some breakfast. Steak n eggs over-easy with shredded hashbrowns and wheat toast. Eventually Erin shows up and we start having a private intense discussion. We aren't yelling by any means mind you, and no one is really getting upset but, the guy in the next booth couldn't help but get angry with my use of "Cuss words." Apparently I used more than his daily allotment so he decided to start yelling at me, telling me that we needed to shut up, because he wants to sit and enjoy his time and not have to hear me say "the f-bomb 27 times."
I can understand someone asking politely if we would keep it down or whatever but this guy went straight from zero to asshat. So I told him we were having a private conversation and to mind his own business. Well I would have if he hadn't cut me off as soon as I started talking. He told me either I can stop cussing or he was going to call the cops. He even pulled out his phone for effect. Wait what?! You are actually going to call the cops.. because I said F*ck? really?? Half of me wanted to say go for it, and was just waiting to hear his explanation of why he called EIU PD. I don't generally shy away when someone tries to threaten me, especially when they do it in a rude fashion but, I simply decided that he wasn't worth my time. By the time he would have called the cops and they got there, I would have been late for class. So I just let it go.
The rest of my day was pretty average though I spent about half of my philosophy class thinking what he would say if I placed a flaming bag of dog poo at his front door. cause when all is said and done, nothing says I Love You like dog poo on your shoe.
Chuck bo buck, banana-fana fo... **CENSOR**
p.s. Bourbon makes everything better.... and I <3 my GF. she is amazing.