Poetic Justice

The BBQ Pit
#1

Since I’ve been on crutches, I have become acutely aware of how impatient many people are with “the handicapped.”

This morning, my wife and I were on our way to catch the bus downtown for work. We’re walking side by side. Some woman comes up the sidewalk behind us. She’s obviously exasperated that I broke my leg on purpose just to inconvenience her, but rather than simply say, “Excuse me,” she walks about three inches behind us, continually sighing.

Finally, I motion to my wife to get in front of me, and the woman huffs past us. She gets to the corner, crosses the street, and promptly slips on a patch of wet ground and falls right on her ass. Her side, actually, her right side.

Ha fucking ha, you dumb bitch! Serves you right! I only wish she’d have broken her own leg, and see how easy it is to get around for a while.

#2

Hope you dont mind Phil, but I will use this story in my ongoing attempts to teach my kids “what goes around,comes around”

I hope you laughed at her, really loud.

#3

She’s probably going to try and sue rta!

Nobody said things would be easy,and nobody was right-George Bush.

#4

I love it! :slight_smile:

#5

Hey, phil, get the fuck out of my way!

Some of us are in a hurry around here. Places to go, things to do, you know? Making hay while the sun shines.

#6

Go Phil! I love it when stuff like that happens to people who are just soooooooo richly deserving.

#7

When she was down on the ground you should have beaned her with one of your crutches.

HUGS
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#8

Phil,
That’s a beautiful story…remind me to tell you the one about the asshole who closed a door on me when I had a cane and was post-op spinal surgery. (Let’s just say the cops almost had to come)
Thank God it’s only temporary!! I strongly suggest the next time you simply stop walking, turn around (as best you can) and say a nice, polite…
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FUCK YOU!
It always makes me feel SO much better :slight_smile: :slight_smile:

Some mornings it just doesn’t seem worth it to gnaw through the leather straps.
Emo Philips (stolen from matt’s webpage)

#9

I once had poetic justice,too.When I was 9,I got new glasses.I loved them,but an aquaintance who came over to walk to school with us just laughed her head off.Thought I looked ridiculous.@ weeks later,she was playing in her yard and got beaned in the Eye by a snowball!Had to wear a patch for a while :smiley: No,I wasn’t the snowball thrower.

Nobody said things would be easy,and nobody was right-George Bush.