What the hell is going on?
Earlier on Saturday, I found myself at McDonald's with Devon, Chris, Kathy and Mikey. We had some food and were generally having a good time. Then, this lady comes in holding a small, mangy mutt of a puppy and was asking people, including us, if we had lost a dog. Finally, she approached this very possibly-lesbian couple of trashy-looking women with an equally-slovenly child. While most of the patrons inside the restaurant were less than palatable, these three were very exceptionally so. The mother of the two, was rail thin, had ratty blonde hair with a badly done and faded steak of blue in it with premature wrinkles on her face and a lip ring. She was dressed in a cheap white t-shirt, really short shorts and flip-flops. The other woman was dressed in the typical frat guy look of shorts and a polo shirt.
Anyway, when the lady with the dog comes upon the couples and they take it. Devon remarked that they weren't the dog's rightful owners, as when one took it, she gave the other a shrug.
Once we took our leave and were making our way back to the car, I noticed something. The two lesbians were at their car (which strangely enough, was a luxury SUV) and in a scuffle with a Mexican man and his daughter. Apparently, the dog that the other lady had given them belonged to the man's daughter.
It didn't seem like he knew much English, so either the lesbians didn't know he was trying to reclaim the dog or they didn't care. The mother, who had the dog, beat him back and yelled something at him like "you don't just grab someone like that!" While the other one very aggressively spat at him and called him a "fucking spic." The man retreated in defeat with his daughter, all the while the child was screaming and crying for her dog. By this time the women had long since left.
What really, REALLY made my blood boil was the severe injustice of it. The poor man was simply trying to get his daughter's puppy back that those two vile women misappropriated. Worse was their resorting to calling of cruel epithets and spitting. The man's daughter is probably going to keep this with her forever as a traumatic event.
As a Hispanic man, it offended me immensely to hear that word used. It took a lot of restraint to not intervene.
On the way back, I was still riled up about it. I had a second-hand rush of adrenaline going, while everyone else seemed to move on. Even now, it's still with me a little bit.
I've often had disdainful feelings for humanity, but have not had many experiences first hand to make me feel so. Now I have, and they're justified.
Anyway, when the lady with the dog comes upon the couples and they take it. Devon remarked that they weren't the dog's rightful owners, as when one took it, she gave the other a shrug.
Once we took our leave and were making our way back to the car, I noticed something. The two lesbians were at their car (which strangely enough, was a luxury SUV) and in a scuffle with a Mexican man and his daughter. Apparently, the dog that the other lady had given them belonged to the man's daughter.
It didn't seem like he knew much English, so either the lesbians didn't know he was trying to reclaim the dog or they didn't care. The mother, who had the dog, beat him back and yelled something at him like "you don't just grab someone like that!" While the other one very aggressively spat at him and called him a "fucking spic." The man retreated in defeat with his daughter, all the while the child was screaming and crying for her dog. By this time the women had long since left.
What really, REALLY made my blood boil was the severe injustice of it. The poor man was simply trying to get his daughter's puppy back that those two vile women misappropriated. Worse was their resorting to calling of cruel epithets and spitting. The man's daughter is probably going to keep this with her forever as a traumatic event.
As a Hispanic man, it offended me immensely to hear that word used. It took a lot of restraint to not intervene.
On the way back, I was still riled up about it. I had a second-hand rush of adrenaline going, while everyone else seemed to move on. Even now, it's still with me a little bit.
I've often had disdainful feelings for humanity, but have not had many experiences first hand to make me feel so. Now I have, and they're justified.