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On this past Tuesday, 14 August 2012, my Eldest daughter and I had just arrived at Tampa General Hospital, at approximately 1210...
...as we were entering the Medical Office Tower where He-Who-Touched-My-Brain has the Clinic, a fellow was exiting as we were entering - a White fellow, about my age, not much shorter than I and I was greeted by him telling me to "get the mother fuck out of the way". He mumbled more but said that loud enough to where my daughter heard it clearly as well as those in our general area...
...yes, I was surprised and named him a "jack ass" aloud in public and then added stupid son-of-a-bitch post haste. The jack ass looked back at me - me with my implant and my BAHA, Bone Anchored Hearing Aid attached to the left side of my head and my six legs. My two and the four attached to my cane. I reckon the jack ass fellow changed his mind about his random verbal attack and kept on stepping out and away from me.
Speculation tells me that the fellow was a wee bit surprised with my response. He saw my face and my eye's locked on his eye's. That was just too damned bad for him and those about my daughter and I. It was so random like. This jack ass had no reason under this bright blue clear sky to tell me to get the mother fuck out of the way. I am blessed that this fool caught me on a day when I was polite...
...if this white dog had approached me with the physical violence that his verbiage perpetuated on a bad day when I was not gathered - that fool would have wanted to fight. And surly, I would have smashed that white jack ass right up against his right knee.
It is sad that my daughter had to witness this. Her reaction was shock and uneasiness...
...back many seasons and many years ago, I have not one doubt that I would have beat the dog snot out of this damned fool.
I mean, come on. My OWN daughter saw what it is I am and have been subjected to. In public and in private. I wish my dear one had not witnessed, but am glad too. A validation? Yes.
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