So there I was on the Bloor Line tonight. This 15 or 16 year old dude gets on, trying to be All That: Ed Hardy t-shirt, cap canted on a ridiculous angle, gold-plated chains etc. So he starts trying to stare down the other passengers. I stare back, since that's kinda what I do. He breaks our stare first, but having had a couple of bottles of wine I'm not content with winning that round. At my stop I stand up, start to get off the train and "accidentally" bring my full weight (mostly fat, not muscle -- alas!) down on his sprawled out foot. I don't do it hard enough to attract attention or to break anything, but he definitely gets the message. At least I assume he did. I can't think of why else he would swear at me and throw something (ineffectual kick? girlie punch? I didn't justify it by turning around...) at my back as I got off.
I'm not proud of my actions and am not looking for validation, but am curious about others reaction. Who is the bigger douche: me or him?
I'm not proud of my actions and am not looking for validation, but am curious about others reaction. Who is the bigger douche: me or him?