[quote name='friedram']Reality's Fringe- obviously you are a punk ass kid.
The statement "What did you just call me" reflects that you actually think that people give a damn about you and your ego. It is obvious that he called you an ass, and you said that to try to intimidate or exaserbate the situation.
Tell you what- when you are old enough, go into biker bar, or a bar that serves military folks- then go be rude, and when one of them calls you an ass, fight them.
Just make sure you send us pictures of your sorry rear in the hospital.[/quote]
I don't think it was ego, so much as it was angry disbelief. After so much faithful service rendered to him; coming into cover for him when he wants to go fishing, not teliing him that his daughter is doing cocaine, not complaining when he totally rapes the way the store used to work, not speaking up when he refuses to sell me an item for my friend's birthday because it "hurts MSTs", asks if I have no common sense in front of a customer, refuses to hire a girl because "She has no titties", and more things I don't realy have the time to type, that he would actualy have the outright audacity to act like the only reason I was employed there was because he was doing me some huge favor. Do I have a bad temper? Yeah, I know I do. Was that the right thing to do? Hell no, and I'm not acting like it was. The only reason I posted this was because some people genuinely wanted to know what really happened. Proud of it? No, but that realy doesn't matter to me. I'm a punk kid because I get offended and angry when someone insults my character? I'm not mellow-bill, and if you tell me that you don't become inflamed when insulted then you're lying. I kow there's a huge difference between getting angry and acting like an idiot, but the reaction didn't stem from my ego as you think it did. It also seems to me that you think I went in there with a mission to cause trouble. Far from it. I told myself before I went that I was going to do it calmly, and just to keep my mouth shut unless he started something, and lo and behold. I don't need a lecture about how I over-reated and made myself look follish, I'm aware of it. I just don't regret it.