The future is desolate.
I work at the YMCA.
Today at work I had to break up a fight between a forty year old man and a group of three shit-eating, douche bag High School pricks. I'm not entirely sure how the situation escalated into what it escalated into but the three fuck-stick youths came up to the front and sat in the chairs...this seemed strange to me. All of a sudden the forty year old gentleman came up the ramp from the gym to deposit his towel and get his ID card from us at the front. After doing this the man politely and calmly turned around and walked for the door. As he walked towards the door he looked over at the three worthless human beings who were looking back at him and one of them actually had the audacity to say "yeah...leave you pussy". I heard this and was immediately shocked at just how shitty this trio of pathetic High School trash was. The forty year old man, being the picture of restraint, muttered something and left the building. From here I started in on the trio of mother-fucking, disrespectful youths. We had a brief exchange that was nothing more than me saying "Don't be shitty, you fucking fucks" without actually saying that. From there the three stupid shitheads went outside as the forty year old was still slowly walking to his automobile. As soon as the three fuckheads went outside I knew I had about five seconds before a possible conflict would break out. I saw the forty year old turn around after being taunted by the three roided out bags of feces and begin to approach them. I ran outside and up to the forty year old, who at this point was completely irate at the situation. I had to hold him back as the three cunts who would be better off with their achilles tendons slit barked really lame comments. My coworker at the front desk came out after me and screamed for the three sons of bitches to get back in the building as I calmed the forty year old man down. He was understandably upset by the situation. He turned around and drove home.
That was basically it. I didn't do anything to the three except give them a little talk. Since they were roided out and hadn't actually broken any laws that was the most I could do. This shit is not supposed to be part of the job. Fuck kids. Fuck these pathetic bastard youths who embrace their High School football glory years as the best years of their lives. They will suffocate and choke on their wasted lives if they survive to the age of 22 after a series of sad encounters in university settings while they realize they can't be as "fuckin' cool" in college as they were when they were driving the High School football team to its third championship in four years. Fucking pathetic.
"Don't start shit here. This is the fucking YMCA. The Young Men's Christian Association. Do NOT start shit here."
Today at work I had to break up a fight between a forty year old man and a group of three shit-eating, douche bag High School pricks. I'm not entirely sure how the situation escalated into what it escalated into but the three fuck-stick youths came up to the front and sat in the chairs...this seemed strange to me. All of a sudden the forty year old gentleman came up the ramp from the gym to deposit his towel and get his ID card from us at the front. After doing this the man politely and calmly turned around and walked for the door. As he walked towards the door he looked over at the three worthless human beings who were looking back at him and one of them actually had the audacity to say "yeah...leave you pussy". I heard this and was immediately shocked at just how shitty this trio of pathetic High School trash was. The forty year old man, being the picture of restraint, muttered something and left the building. From here I started in on the trio of mother-fucking, disrespectful youths. We had a brief exchange that was nothing more than me saying "Don't be shitty, you fucking fucks" without actually saying that. From there the three stupid shitheads went outside as the forty year old was still slowly walking to his automobile. As soon as the three fuckheads went outside I knew I had about five seconds before a possible conflict would break out. I saw the forty year old turn around after being taunted by the three roided out bags of feces and begin to approach them. I ran outside and up to the forty year old, who at this point was completely irate at the situation. I had to hold him back as the three cunts who would be better off with their achilles tendons slit barked really lame comments. My coworker at the front desk came out after me and screamed for the three sons of bitches to get back in the building as I calmed the forty year old man down. He was understandably upset by the situation. He turned around and drove home.
That was basically it. I didn't do anything to the three except give them a little talk. Since they were roided out and hadn't actually broken any laws that was the most I could do. This shit is not supposed to be part of the job. Fuck kids. Fuck these pathetic bastard youths who embrace their High School football glory years as the best years of their lives. They will suffocate and choke on their wasted lives if they survive to the age of 22 after a series of sad encounters in university settings while they realize they can't be as "fuckin' cool" in college as they were when they were driving the High School football team to its third championship in four years. Fucking pathetic.
"Don't start shit here. This is the fucking YMCA. The Young Men's Christian Association. Do NOT start shit here."