This happened basically one year ago, last September, and I still remember it vividly.
I was talking one of my subhuman walks through my neighborhood (bc what else am I supposed to do with my time) and approaching me from the other direction on the same sidewalk as me were 2 foids, easily 8/10 at least. As we approached each other, I heard them whispering to each other and giggling like foids do, and I began to wonder if they were doing so about me.
So I basically just played it normal, I didn’t shift off the path to the side or flinch or anything, I just kept walking on my right so they could pass on my left like normal, and I didn’t make eye contact, just kept looking straight ahead, past them. Right after we passed each other, I heard one of them shout “FREAK!!!” In my direction from behind me.
I still kept walking, trying to avoid retaliation and confrontation (I’m also too much of a puss to get into confrontation) and kept walking, pretending it didn’t happen, but ohhh boy did it sting. There were other people around in the area who also probably witnessed and heard the whole thing.
This plus my eventual experience with my Chad manager’s foid gf just shows you that you can try to play it cool, but in the end, there’s nothing you can do can do to avoid situations like this when you’re genetic garbage.
I was talking one of my subhuman walks through my neighborhood (bc what else am I supposed to do with my time) and approaching me from the other direction on the same sidewalk as me were 2 foids, easily 8/10 at least. As we approached each other, I heard them whispering to each other and giggling like foids do, and I began to wonder if they were doing so about me.
So I basically just played it normal, I didn’t shift off the path to the side or flinch or anything, I just kept walking on my right so they could pass on my left like normal, and I didn’t make eye contact, just kept looking straight ahead, past them. Right after we passed each other, I heard one of them shout “FREAK!!!” In my direction from behind me.
I still kept walking, trying to avoid retaliation and confrontation (I’m also too much of a puss to get into confrontation) and kept walking, pretending it didn’t happen, but ohhh boy did it sting. There were other people around in the area who also probably witnessed and heard the whole thing.
This plus my eventual experience with my Chad manager’s foid gf just shows you that you can try to play it cool, but in the end, there’s nothing you can do can do to avoid situations like this when you’re genetic garbage.
