Being back in the home town after being away does open your eyes.
I knew it was a small place filled with people who are big fish in a small pond as it were.
While here they have a name, they’re someone, they’re something, yet take this dreary little place away and put them in a modern metropolis and suddenly their bark is no louder than that of a puppy finding its feet.
It certainly gives you a different view on the world and the people in it.
One such person was giving someone hassle this morning and while I’d usually let them crack on and impose their presence I felt like performing a little experiment today, just to see what would happen.
As they began getting louder and stamping their feet to get their own was I calmly interjected with the simple yet concise line that was “Calm down mate be fore you hurt yourself. Getting pissy won’t help two people serve this line any faster now will it.” – I got a stunned look sent my way and sure enough they quietened down.
It was quite fascinating.
Given this young individual is quite a well respected and known boxer in our small town he was very quite to pipe down. He reminded me of Curly from ‘Of Mice & Men’ somewhat.
Chances are he will bitch about this to his crew later, however in this moment he got shown for what he is, a small dog with a loud bark that can be easily silenced if one is willing to throw down a verbal challenge.
Perhaps it’s the inherent self destructive nature I hold that prompts me to do such things, maybe it’s just because I’m bored, either way it helped pass the time, even if it was only a few seconds.