Little old ladies who don’t speak english, but feel they have the right to knock me down as they push by in the subway.

Okay, here’s the thing. I was raised right. Many people will disagree due to my, at times, lack of social graces, but I know what Joyce Elaine White did in her child rearing and it was right (for the most part). I don’t push pass old ladies. I’m never rude to them either. But as of late. Little old polish, chinese, or <insert ethnicity> have been just bowling over me. This morning this lady tried to take my legs out to get to a moving platform that…well…wasn’t moving. I would have had no problem with her exploding right as I stumbled because of her push. I mean I would have been annoyed by old lady innards all about, but I would have gotten over it. There has to be like an instant death beam that just makes people instantly die in some interesting fashion every time its pointed at them. Explosion, implosion, spontaneous combustion, SOMETHING.

Side note: Since when did being a big black guy lose its “Scary” cred? You’d think these ladies would be terrified of me simply because of preconceived notions.  Big, black, baseball cap, hoodie, I was hitting the stereotype ball out of the park. But its like they could sense my inner bitch-ness. Like they could look at me and be like “That man has had quiche.”

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