Why do strangers feel the need to make ignorant comments? Last night I was out to eat with some friends when a complete stranger said something to me that, had I not been with others with whom I could share my befuddlement, would have probably made my head explode. Firs, some background information. I was wearing a shirt with an enlarged $100 bill on the front with a picture of rapper Mac Dre in place of that of Benjamin Franklin. The restaurant was a buffet, so everyone was making frequent trips for more food. My friends and I were seated at a booth in one corner of the dining area, and there was a family seated in the opposite corner.
As I was taking my seat after a trip to the buffet, the women from the opposite corner passed by me and said, quite loudly, "Show me the money!" I froze, not quite standing, not quite seated, unable to move as my mind tried to grasp the situation. I did manage to give the woman a "What the fuck are you talking about" look as she passed, but was unable to muster a response as my brain was quickly sublimating within my skull. Luckily, my friends saved me from my impending doom by breaking the seemingly eternal silence allowing me to reboot my consciousness and continue my meal in relative peace. Had it not been for them, I surely would be standing in that same spot right now, catatonic due to my lack of surviving brain cells.
The moral of the story is, don't talk to strangers. They generally don't give a fuck about what you have to say in the first place. In addition, there is a chance that they are very much smarter than you and your stupid comments may very well kill them. Not only will this make you a murderer, but by killing such an endangered species as the intelligent Homo Sapien, you are single-handedly bringing mankind closer to its impending doom.
As I was taking my seat after a trip to the buffet, the women from the opposite corner passed by me and said, quite loudly, "Show me the money!" I froze, not quite standing, not quite seated, unable to move as my mind tried to grasp the situation. I did manage to give the woman a "What the fuck are you talking about" look as she passed, but was unable to muster a response as my brain was quickly sublimating within my skull. Luckily, my friends saved me from my impending doom by breaking the seemingly eternal silence allowing me to reboot my consciousness and continue my meal in relative peace. Had it not been for them, I surely would be standing in that same spot right now, catatonic due to my lack of surviving brain cells.
The moral of the story is, don't talk to strangers. They generally don't give a fuck about what you have to say in the first place. In addition, there is a chance that they are very much smarter than you and your stupid comments may very well kill them. Not only will this make you a murderer, but by killing such an endangered species as the intelligent Homo Sapien, you are single-handedly bringing mankind closer to its impending doom.
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