Ironlock
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Fellas, I've always struggled with a bad temper, an inherited one.
Well, it's been a long time since I SNAPPED they way I just did about 20 minutes ago. Here's the story.
I run down to the boat dock to pick up my daughter who's been boating with my sister and her family all day, I take my dog (german shorthair 9yrsold good natured) so he can take a dip and get some excercise.
Well, my dog's dinkin around by the dock, pissing on shit, etc...and I'm waiting on my sister's boat to arrive, which is now about 100 yrds off the dock.
A guy (48-53yrs old witha beard) pulls up to put his boat in, I call gunner over, he doesn't listen...just dinkin around, and the guy backs his boat not in the water, but just near it, to load it and put plug in. Well, out of the their suburban rolls a couple guys my age 30's and a lady......and a dog (springer).
My sister is now at the dock so I'm trying to watch both my dog, to make sure he stays out of trouble, and at the same time catch the boat and grab my daughter, hand back the life jacket...well I get all this done and the dogs are jsut sniffin around each other, and my dog looks like it wants to mount the other....I turn to walk up the dock and hear em growling and getting after it.
I see the other guy kick my dog, and yell at him...my dog runs over to me, and for some reason...I just slowly kept walking, didn't even pick up the pace.
Well, I get about 10 feet from the guy, and he says in a growly voice hinted with condemnation, "You better get your dog under control or you're gonna get sued."
And that's all it took folks. Bing. There I went. Into the la la land known as SNAP VILLE. I CHARGED UP TO HIM, LITERALL"Y VIBRATING...got my face two inches from his, extended index finger jabbing him in the chest and said "YOUR THE DUMB FUCK THAT LET YOUR DOG OUT, UNLEASHED WHILE MY DOG WAS ALREADY OUT, YOU FUCKING MORON" verbatim.
Well, I got to tell you...he musta saw "psycho" written deep into my eyes, cause he just shriveled up and turned sideways to me, while the other two guys acted busy or something....I just walked to my truck and yelled at him again..."you fuckin moron".
Well, the said part was that my daughter had to witness it all. She asked me why I was so mad at that guy and I told it was because the guy kicked gunner, and its my job to protect both gunner and her and mommy, but that I shouldn't have swore, and I'm sorry for swearing.
Anyway, the adrenaline is just now wearing off, and I'm still dealing with fact that it still, after all these years, only takes the right circumstance on the wrong day, for me to absolutely lose my marbles. Nutso.
Hope you enjoyed the psycho story.
Iron.:+tempted-
Well, it's been a long time since I SNAPPED they way I just did about 20 minutes ago. Here's the story.
I run down to the boat dock to pick up my daughter who's been boating with my sister and her family all day, I take my dog (german shorthair 9yrsold good natured) so he can take a dip and get some excercise.
Well, my dog's dinkin around by the dock, pissing on shit, etc...and I'm waiting on my sister's boat to arrive, which is now about 100 yrds off the dock.
A guy (48-53yrs old witha beard) pulls up to put his boat in, I call gunner over, he doesn't listen...just dinkin around, and the guy backs his boat not in the water, but just near it, to load it and put plug in. Well, out of the their suburban rolls a couple guys my age 30's and a lady......and a dog (springer).
My sister is now at the dock so I'm trying to watch both my dog, to make sure he stays out of trouble, and at the same time catch the boat and grab my daughter, hand back the life jacket...well I get all this done and the dogs are jsut sniffin around each other, and my dog looks like it wants to mount the other....I turn to walk up the dock and hear em growling and getting after it.
I see the other guy kick my dog, and yell at him...my dog runs over to me, and for some reason...I just slowly kept walking, didn't even pick up the pace.
Well, I get about 10 feet from the guy, and he says in a growly voice hinted with condemnation, "You better get your dog under control or you're gonna get sued."
And that's all it took folks. Bing. There I went. Into the la la land known as SNAP VILLE. I CHARGED UP TO HIM, LITERALL"Y VIBRATING...got my face two inches from his, extended index finger jabbing him in the chest and said "YOUR THE DUMB FUCK THAT LET YOUR DOG OUT, UNLEASHED WHILE MY DOG WAS ALREADY OUT, YOU FUCKING MORON" verbatim.
Well, I got to tell you...he musta saw "psycho" written deep into my eyes, cause he just shriveled up and turned sideways to me, while the other two guys acted busy or something....I just walked to my truck and yelled at him again..."you fuckin moron".
Well, the said part was that my daughter had to witness it all. She asked me why I was so mad at that guy and I told it was because the guy kicked gunner, and its my job to protect both gunner and her and mommy, but that I shouldn't have swore, and I'm sorry for swearing.
Anyway, the adrenaline is just now wearing off, and I'm still dealing with fact that it still, after all these years, only takes the right circumstance on the wrong day, for me to absolutely lose my marbles. Nutso.
Hope you enjoyed the psycho story.
Iron.:+tempted-