A message to the girl who kept me awake last night…
Dear Bimbo,
You have spent many hours roaming the street outside my home yesterday, crying about some pathetic event that happened whereby you were hit on by a girl., or some such thing. It was hard to hear the words even though you were shouting into your cell phone at midnight, smack on the street, as though your sorry ass was the only life worth talking about. It was hard to tell whether you had just been dumped, or something had happened more serious; whatever it was you walked the entire length of the street sharing your tale with everyone. You used the “F” word more times than I could count, along with the “C” version and of course “Bitch” as well as the many others that we have accepted in our screwed up society as normal conversation for a young lady to have at midnight on a street corner – especially since you were not apparently charging money!
Here is the thing. Unlike you, I do have a job, pay my property taxes and truly do deserve a good night sleep were it not for the likes of you and other of your ilk; ill bred teens who have such an overdeveloped sense of self importance that nothing matters to them. Take for example the young male (whose parents were not obviously married) in the crappy car that can only be described as one shade from the crusher, squealing tires on the street for no reason other than the testicle itch he was apparently having. And I have to wonder why no other people have issues with this, or your senseless wailing that would result in Dr. Phil telling you to shut up and get a life, you know the kind that respects that boundaries of decency and consideration.
Did you notice the other teen male running nude up the street a few hours later. I did. And let me tell you I would have thought that if size mattered he would have reconsidered. You were likely still wailing into your phone at full volume because you are special and God only knows we all need to share your pain and misery.
I find that as summer approaches these acts of teen inconsideration remind me that we need a curfew and serious restraints upon our youth. This is not “kids being kids” these are thugs in training who will grow up to be totally inconsiderate adults – and do just like the many that we know.
I was raised with manners and courtesy but I confess that I am indulging in fantasies of a secret vigilante life, roaming the street with my bow and arrow (or Glock 9 mm) taking care of these street issues along with the drug dealers and the hygiene impaired tough guys that believe if they can intimidate you enough you will stay inside and leave them alone. I notice that many people are intimidated.
And so, dear Bimbo, deal with it because if I hear you wailing on my street again, I will, at the least, come out in my evening wear and break your phone after sharing my knowledge of international swear words with you. Don’t say you weren't warned.
MisterWriter
Enjoy a day filled with fun, excitement, adventure and learning while supporting our school children.
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