I am curious to know how many Terbites have ever been punched or hit by a woman.
As of last night, my total is now 3.
Three times in my life, i have had a woman punch me. I have yet, and hopefully never will, done the same.
The first "incident" was with my girlfriend in University. We were at the beach, i was 21 years old at the time i think. We were horsing around. I was totally feeling the warmth of the day, the sun, the beach, she was a stunning 20 year old. I was the happiest guy in the world. I scooped her up in my arms and ran into the shores of Lake Erie and tossed her into the surf.
A very playfull situation, or so i thought.
She responds by punching me with all her might and fury right in the face, totally offended that i just took her into the water.
I was stunned. This wasn't a playfull punch, it was a right hook.
This girl was 6' tall and strong.
Needless to say, the day was pretty much over right there and then.
Second occasion, my ex that i lived with for many years. Every now and then, we would get into some heated arguement. The specifics of which I don't remember. But it would be a good one. Lots of screaming and yelling. On a couple of occasions, she would just loose it and attack me, usually arms flailing, coming at me like a bear. Lots of pushing and shoving. This one was only 5-6, but solid, not an ounce of fat and worked out every day.
Third occasion, last night. Out one a date with a woman, our fourth (and last) date. We go to some local pub. We're in this pub, I am not having that great of a time, it's smokie, very smokie. There's some bald dude playing guitar with a drum machine far too loud.
We eat some discusting pub food, you get the picture.
There's these two kids sitting beside us, at one time smooching up a storm. Well the chick i am with introduces herself to this guy who turns out to be from quebec. The woman i was with speaks french.
she is sitting on my right, him on my left, his girlfriend across from him. The two of them are talking past me for about 30 minutes without a break.
No lie.
Now, about this woman.
She is flakie, i knew that. But i truly think that there are some mental disorders occuring. For example, she will repeat statements several times, like 5 or 6 times. She forgets what she just asked, or what i just said quite often. She says things that literally don't make sense. One second she will be talking about X, the next, she will switch to Z. She's just all over the map. On the way over, she brought an elton john CD and cranked to 10 "This train don't stop here anymore". Played it twice. Then she proceeds to tell me that its the greatest song ever written.
"Don't you agree"
"It's ok"
"But it so accurately describes my life"
"But all he is saying is "this train don't stop here anymore"
"You didn't listen to it"
We listen to it again as she sings along.
Anyway, I knew that she was nuts, but, to put it nicely, i really liked her in bed.
Anyway, this is going on in the pub, and after a while the guys girlfriend disappears. The two of them are yacking away in french, which i understand about 80 percent of. The waitress is watching all of this and comes over and says to this guy, "your girlfriend has locked herself in the washroom crying"
He doesn't care.
Anyway, it's getting so fucking bizzare I just want out and to go home and be done with this so called evening.
So i get the cheque, pay for it, and say, "if you would like to stay, cool, but i am heading out"
she's pissed off, but we leave.
In the car, she says, "you're angry"
I tell her that what she did in there, i found disrespectfull (the exact word i used)
She then tries to tell me what the kid was telling her, blah blah blah.
I tell her i don't really care.
We are driving down younge street, getting close to her apt. and she says that i am "a small minded prick"
She starts up with the insults. Well i am looking straight ahead, pretty much keeping my cool.
Then she says, "there was never any connection between us"
And i say, "that''s good, because i never intend to see you again"
And she repeats, "no connection, no, no connection"
And i say, "well, that's probably why i can only be bothered to call you once a week"
I stop the car to let her out at the front door, and as she's getting out, she cold cocks me one in the right side of the head.
The door of the car isn't even closed, and i am on the gas.
Anyway, I find it interesting that in my life, i have had 3 different women sock me over one issue or another.
I think that a very real double standard exists out there where it is commonly believed that only men assault women.
As boys, we are taught, it is drummed into your head, never hit a girl. Boys don't hit girls. If i hit my sister, i was just about drawn and quartered.
As of last night, my total is now 3.
Three times in my life, i have had a woman punch me. I have yet, and hopefully never will, done the same.
The first "incident" was with my girlfriend in University. We were at the beach, i was 21 years old at the time i think. We were horsing around. I was totally feeling the warmth of the day, the sun, the beach, she was a stunning 20 year old. I was the happiest guy in the world. I scooped her up in my arms and ran into the shores of Lake Erie and tossed her into the surf.
A very playfull situation, or so i thought.
She responds by punching me with all her might and fury right in the face, totally offended that i just took her into the water.
I was stunned. This wasn't a playfull punch, it was a right hook.
This girl was 6' tall and strong.
Needless to say, the day was pretty much over right there and then.
Second occasion, my ex that i lived with for many years. Every now and then, we would get into some heated arguement. The specifics of which I don't remember. But it would be a good one. Lots of screaming and yelling. On a couple of occasions, she would just loose it and attack me, usually arms flailing, coming at me like a bear. Lots of pushing and shoving. This one was only 5-6, but solid, not an ounce of fat and worked out every day.
Third occasion, last night. Out one a date with a woman, our fourth (and last) date. We go to some local pub. We're in this pub, I am not having that great of a time, it's smokie, very smokie. There's some bald dude playing guitar with a drum machine far too loud.
We eat some discusting pub food, you get the picture.
There's these two kids sitting beside us, at one time smooching up a storm. Well the chick i am with introduces herself to this guy who turns out to be from quebec. The woman i was with speaks french.
she is sitting on my right, him on my left, his girlfriend across from him. The two of them are talking past me for about 30 minutes without a break.
No lie.
Now, about this woman.
She is flakie, i knew that. But i truly think that there are some mental disorders occuring. For example, she will repeat statements several times, like 5 or 6 times. She forgets what she just asked, or what i just said quite often. She says things that literally don't make sense. One second she will be talking about X, the next, she will switch to Z. She's just all over the map. On the way over, she brought an elton john CD and cranked to 10 "This train don't stop here anymore". Played it twice. Then she proceeds to tell me that its the greatest song ever written.
"Don't you agree"
"It's ok"
"But it so accurately describes my life"
"But all he is saying is "this train don't stop here anymore"
"You didn't listen to it"
We listen to it again as she sings along.
Anyway, I knew that she was nuts, but, to put it nicely, i really liked her in bed.
Anyway, this is going on in the pub, and after a while the guys girlfriend disappears. The two of them are yacking away in french, which i understand about 80 percent of. The waitress is watching all of this and comes over and says to this guy, "your girlfriend has locked herself in the washroom crying"
He doesn't care.
Anyway, it's getting so fucking bizzare I just want out and to go home and be done with this so called evening.
So i get the cheque, pay for it, and say, "if you would like to stay, cool, but i am heading out"
she's pissed off, but we leave.
In the car, she says, "you're angry"
I tell her that what she did in there, i found disrespectfull (the exact word i used)
She then tries to tell me what the kid was telling her, blah blah blah.
I tell her i don't really care.
We are driving down younge street, getting close to her apt. and she says that i am "a small minded prick"
She starts up with the insults. Well i am looking straight ahead, pretty much keeping my cool.
Then she says, "there was never any connection between us"
And i say, "that''s good, because i never intend to see you again"
And she repeats, "no connection, no, no connection"
And i say, "well, that's probably why i can only be bothered to call you once a week"
I stop the car to let her out at the front door, and as she's getting out, she cold cocks me one in the right side of the head.
The door of the car isn't even closed, and i am on the gas.
Anyway, I find it interesting that in my life, i have had 3 different women sock me over one issue or another.
I think that a very real double standard exists out there where it is commonly believed that only men assault women.
As boys, we are taught, it is drummed into your head, never hit a girl. Boys don't hit girls. If i hit my sister, i was just about drawn and quartered.
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