Will I die?
We all know about this youth cuture that is al over the media at the moment, well today I experienced it...
I got on the bus to work, the number 30 from Dore (a posh area and our area is pretty good) and went to the top deck and sat down. Some youth with his scarf pulled up was slumped on the back seat (I am trying not to sound like an old git but setting the scene). He has his mobile blasting shit out. He has done it on several of my journeys in the last couple of weeks, and it is always the most terrible music like that "Beautiful Girl" and reggae and club songs with irritating tunes and singers. Usually several people turn round and glare at him and nothing happens and he really pisses me off but I have never said anything. Today I couldn't be arsed with it so I turned round and said "Can you turn that off or down please?". I was met by a glare. I held the stare waiting for a response. After too long I said "So you're not going to then?" and he shook his head but said nothing. I made a exasperated noise and turned back. At this point the guy two seats behind me turned around and said "Turn it off shit head". The kid looked pissed off but turned it off. Victory! I felt slightly emasculated as he was going to ignore me, though I tell myself it is just because someone else chimed in rather than becasue he was bigger and hairier. Still success was had.
A minute later the same lad gets on his phone (this is a white boy from a nice area) and gives it all "Yeah yeah man...you know that thing what we were talkin' about? Yeah man can you get it off your bruvva?...blah blah...yeah some one need to get shot...yeah man...no worries if you can't get it but yeah man...".
10 minutes later we get to his stop for school (about 14/15?) and he gets off though I was half expecting him to try and hit me or the other guy.
His crew weren't waiting at my bus stop but will they shoot me tomorrow?
I am calculating as a white boy trying to be bad but got his bluff called but if I don't make it tomorrow then you know why don't you?
I got on the bus to work, the number 30 from Dore (a posh area and our area is pretty good) and went to the top deck and sat down. Some youth with his scarf pulled up was slumped on the back seat (I am trying not to sound like an old git but setting the scene). He has his mobile blasting shit out. He has done it on several of my journeys in the last couple of weeks, and it is always the most terrible music like that "Beautiful Girl" and reggae and club songs with irritating tunes and singers. Usually several people turn round and glare at him and nothing happens and he really pisses me off but I have never said anything. Today I couldn't be arsed with it so I turned round and said "Can you turn that off or down please?". I was met by a glare. I held the stare waiting for a response. After too long I said "So you're not going to then?" and he shook his head but said nothing. I made a exasperated noise and turned back. At this point the guy two seats behind me turned around and said "Turn it off shit head". The kid looked pissed off but turned it off. Victory! I felt slightly emasculated as he was going to ignore me, though I tell myself it is just because someone else chimed in rather than becasue he was bigger and hairier. Still success was had.
A minute later the same lad gets on his phone (this is a white boy from a nice area) and gives it all "Yeah yeah man...you know that thing what we were talkin' about? Yeah man can you get it off your bruvva?...blah blah...yeah some one need to get shot...yeah man...no worries if you can't get it but yeah man...".
10 minutes later we get to his stop for school (about 14/15?) and he gets off though I was half expecting him to try and hit me or the other guy.
His crew weren't waiting at my bus stop but will they shoot me tomorrow?
I am calculating as a white boy trying to be bad but got his bluff called but if I don't make it tomorrow then you know why don't you?