While this is certainly not the best to note to start the year, I am not conventional. Neither am I traditional. I am a free spirit, an eagle flying, soaring to greater heights without wings (like that is possible) !!
Anyways, today i am recovering from pent up anger. Yes, i have a reservoir of anger against people who are indecent and violate others sexually! I am a victim, and this is my story.
The man standing in line right behind me is groping my ass!! Like seriously!! My precious derriere has been violated!
At first I thought it's those old mamas holding tightly to their big bags like life depended on it. I have drawn to this conclusion because I can constantly feel some hard thing accross my behind. So everytime the line moves the hard thing moves along with me! I hate queues, especially when the one right behind you is rubbing against you and probing you to move at the slightest sign of a space as if that is going to get them ahead any faster!
The hard thing accross my ass is moving with me still and I am frustrated now. So I stand accross in line only to find that the old mama carrying a bag is a man with his hands in his pockets. Emphasis on the fact that his both his hands are in his trousers pockets.
I am not one to make quick assumptions, so I think "Maybe I am wrong." I stand back in line and he shamelessly moves right behind me. Soooooooooo close I can feel both his hands moving accross my behind!! So I turn back to lash out at him but a little too late, the slithery man scampers away and dissappears in the crowd!
Haiyya! He's lucky, next time I will have my weapons in check. My good friend Gibson Sang calls it a disease, 'ass'matic. Well, disease or not this is totally unacceptable! At the slightest form of sexual violation I will rearrange someone's physiognomy! I kid you not!
Before I get back to being angry, a happy new year 2015! No not yet late, I believe. So receive the best of my wishes this year! I pray no one gropes your ass as you wait in line to get your ride home!
