So I go to Staples to cut/paste some Stevens Ness documents
Hate all their extra gobbeldygook
(I know, SN doesn't like that...sue me)
Anyway, two of their three copiers are busy
The third one is out of order, big sign
This huge guy is standing over it, looking at it...for longer than it takes to read and digest
I get in line behind the other two
He glowers at me
I let him know he prolly won't have much luck with that one
He sez 'you can have it'
I tell him I don't care to try
He tells me to use it
I say 'if yer bein' funny, it ain't happnin'
He sez he's serious
Sez he's feeling the urge to take me out
I reach up, pat him on the shoulder, thank him, telling him he's not my type
He's staring at me
I tell him he may have the urge, but it won't be in his best interest
He sez if he wants, he can end me
I say something like, 'you can want, but I won't let you'
I step closer, watch his eyes, and hands in what's left of my peripheral vision
He turns back to staring at the out of service copier
Then leaves
Some big folks get spoiled with their size
Like to intimidate
This scene has happened to me too many times from before I can remember
I'm no 'big guy'
...and rather jovial
Folks most often misread that
Big mistake
Not sure how much longer I can meet these verbal skirmishes
...and what usually ensues
I just can't back down
It ain't in me