I’m a true believer that pretty much every cloud can (with the right attitude) be found to have a silver lining.
It’s all about perspective.
Today I was treated to a wonderful dose of this on my walk home from work as I strode past a large group of rowdy looking teenagers. They were all clustered round a bench and I had no choice but to walk close by to them to get to the exit point.
I don’t like gangs of kids.
Not because I’m worried about being physically accosted – but because I always used to be verbally abused.
This has let me to usually avoid all eye contact and try to become mentally invisible when I encounter such groups and today was no exception.
‘Be a leaf in the wind Dave…’ I thought. ‘Just ignore them.’
I looked at my feet as I drew nearer and it was then that I heard them whispering. I glanced to the side and could see four of them were staring at me.
Then I heard one of them say ‘on the count of three all call him…’
My heart sank. Really? Was this shit still happening to me? Can’t idiots like this just let fat people get on with their lives without abusing them in the street?
They drew in their collective breath beneath their hoodies…
‘Oi! BALDY!!!’ They all shouted in unison as I passed close by.
I almost stopped to reply, thought better of it, and continued along my way.
Although I’ll admit it wasn’t a pleasant experience I don’t think they’d have been satisfied with the grin they produced on my face as I continued on my way.
How great is that?!
Eighteen months ago I’d have been a a ‘fat c**t’ or a ‘fat b***ard’ but now I’m just ‘baldy’! I no longer merit abuse based on my dimensions – now they have to pick on my challenged cranial follicles instead!!!
Now that’s progress!