A couple days ago I went to the little shop down the road to buy sweets. Yeah yeah sugar is bad for you, mkay? But I needed something sugary and ended up buying pastilles because every girl has a favourite.
When I pulled up I noticed that the gate of the shop was close but the door inside was open. There was a (presumed) homeless guy hanging around outside so maybe he had tried his luck and being shoo'ed out, I don't know, but went to the gate and the shop assistant came and opened up for me leaving it slightly ajar.
I went and got my sweeties and then heard this dude bellow out behind me
### "What, like are you guys closing or something?"
I turned round and saw this massive bald guy walking in like a night club bouncer. I then saw the shop assistant almost instinctively shrink behind the counter.
If there's one thing I absolutely HATE in this world, it's a bully and this guy fit the template to a T.
While I was at the counter paying for my sugary little disks of delight, this same asshole comes alongside me and shouts at the attendant
## "YOU GOT S-P-O-N-G-E-S?
### this shop is so kak I can't find anything"
The attendant was clearly confused and probably a little scared because his forehead furrowed and with a small voice said "Sponges?" His first language isn't English so I tried to help him by saying with a smile "For cleaning, washing plates, you know?" with a circular motion showing him a cleaning action.
I think this poor guy was so intimidated by this dickhead that he kinda went blank. I then had a look over at the aisle in line with the till point and saw something yellow and green so I pointed to the burly oke "oh, look, I can see them over there".
The guy at the till quietly said "Tanks" and finished processing my purchase.
I decided I wasn't going to leave this guy here to be a bully so when he came up to the till with his S-P-O-N-G-E-S I plucked one right out of his hand and said "Oh these are bigger than the standard ones, what are you using them for?" He went on to tell me about the house renovation that he's busy with and I ushered the purchase along, not moving from my spot directly opposite the shop assistant.
Then I started asking this big bloke annoying questions about how the sponges work and what effect he's using them for. Whitewashing apparently. Once he had got his slip in hand, I then placed his S-P-O-N-G-E back into it and bid him farewell and best of luck with his renovation, still not leaving my spot with my elbow on the counter.
He walked out and I then took my fruit pastilles from the counter and thanked the shop assistant with a smile. His whole face brightened up and I could see he was so relieved that the fucktard had left with no incident.
What really infuriates me about people like that is that they seem to do it on purpose with someone that they deem "weaker" and the entitled attitude grates the living shit out of me. I wasn't even remotely intimidated by Rugby Quarterback Jack who changed his demeanour entirely while talking to me, but was quite happy to bark at the shop attendant. What a fucking jerk. It never ceases to amaze me how some people are just downright assholes for no good reason. I hope he enjoys his S-P-O-N-G-E-S because it's probably the only company he keeps.
When last have you dealt with a bully?
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