This is kinda a sequel to my previous post, the one where I got shit talked to by a black guy and my friends laughed.
Once again, the scene took place in the lunchroom, my friend, who is a manlet as well, went to go dump his tray. This just so happens to be the same time the black dude was heading over to his seat. Black dude sees manlet friend and just for fun and games, smacks the tray out of his hand and yells at him to pick it up. Like a little bitch he did just that, this had me seething with rage, of course I can’t do shit, this kid is a tank. So I decided to just yell out “Leave him the fuck alone!”
Immediate regret, thinking “What the fuck did I just do??!!”. But it felt good. He looks over at me, takes off his jacket, like he’s getting ready to whoop some fucking sense into me, walks over to my table and gets all up into my personal space, like so close up I can smell what he had for breakfast this morning. Before he had made it over to my spot, I made sure i dropped everything I had in hand, so nobody could see that I was shaking like hell. He says “Wuzzai fukin talkin to yu?”, I say “I don’t give a shit, he’s my friend. You can fuck off.” This goes back and forth for a good minute until I get the bright idea to shut up. He then says “Dass whuddah thot” and walks off.
Me, being an idiot who deludedly thinks his friends care about him, is waiting for a thank you. I was met with howls of laughter, by the grace of god, it was just manlet “friend”. Everyone else went straight back to eating without saying a word. He talked shit like never before, like he wasn’t the one just then scrambling to pick up his trash after his tray was slapped out of his hand.
Why the fuck did I do that? I thought that maybe just maybe, this would have gotten me a little respect. Nope, my prize was looking like a bitch and name calling. God knows they wouldn’t of done the same for me. Fuck.
Once again, the scene took place in the lunchroom, my friend, who is a manlet as well, went to go dump his tray. This just so happens to be the same time the black dude was heading over to his seat. Black dude sees manlet friend and just for fun and games, smacks the tray out of his hand and yells at him to pick it up. Like a little bitch he did just that, this had me seething with rage, of course I can’t do shit, this kid is a tank. So I decided to just yell out “Leave him the fuck alone!”
Immediate regret, thinking “What the fuck did I just do??!!”. But it felt good. He looks over at me, takes off his jacket, like he’s getting ready to whoop some fucking sense into me, walks over to my table and gets all up into my personal space, like so close up I can smell what he had for breakfast this morning. Before he had made it over to my spot, I made sure i dropped everything I had in hand, so nobody could see that I was shaking like hell. He says “Wuzzai fukin talkin to yu?”, I say “I don’t give a shit, he’s my friend. You can fuck off.” This goes back and forth for a good minute until I get the bright idea to shut up. He then says “Dass whuddah thot” and walks off.
Me, being an idiot who deludedly thinks his friends care about him, is waiting for a thank you. I was met with howls of laughter, by the grace of god, it was just manlet “friend”. Everyone else went straight back to eating without saying a word. He talked shit like never before, like he wasn’t the one just then scrambling to pick up his trash after his tray was slapped out of his hand.
Why the fuck did I do that? I thought that maybe just maybe, this would have gotten me a little respect. Nope, my prize was looking like a bitch and name calling. God knows they wouldn’t of done the same for me. Fuck.
