I know that we all acted like a bunch of 2 year olds today but hey, he STARTed it. I will describe the incident that took place earlier today in as much detail as possible and then add that looking back at it, things could have been handled differently but exactly how I don’t know. We were very immature
We were in my friend “Brian’s” car after school with another guy I will call “Jeff” and his Jeff’s cousin that I will call “Amy”. I know “Jeff” because my mother and his mother are friends and my friend knows “Jeff” because he likes “Amy”.
Jeff is a big guy and he is very intimidating, loves classic rock and so do Brian and I but we are not as into it as “Jeff”. Apparently anything made after Jeff turned 2 years old is too new for him. Jeff he had this CD with classic rock on it and he says “play this” and Brian plays it and we were driving around with the music up real loud. Brian is more into hardcore metal than anything else and when a “KISS” song ended, Brian says now it’s time for something hardcore and puts in some Hardcore Metal. Jeff begins weirding out like “What the hell is this gay crap…turn it off” Jeff kept demanding that the music be turned off and that it was too loud although we listened to his classic rock mix at the same volume.
Jeff was really getting agitated and he wasn’t joking around and his cousin keeps repeating “it’s not your car”. Jeff was like “but I’m in it” and he ejects the disc and Brian puts it back in and this repeats until Jeff throws it out the window.
Brian was horrified because the CD I guess wasn’t from a mainstream band and was already out of print and he hadn’t made any copies yet.
Amy kept promising that she would get Brian a new CD and Brian was trying to tell her that the CD probably couldn’t even be bought anymore. Amy wanted us to go back and get the disc because Brian was really upset, like “wanting to cry” type of upset.
He didn’t want to turn back because in his words the CD was already “f-cked up”.
Brian pulls the car over and tells Jeff to get out and Jeff is all “Make me” and because Brian knows he is no match for Jeff he continues driving. Jeff was telling Brian that he is not allowed to play “gay ass heavy metal shit” (exact words) when he is in the car and Brian was basically saying “f-ck you”. Imagine this whole time the tension is high and one girl is in the back seat trying to keep the peace. Her cousin is bragging about throwing the CD out and saying that if it was the last one that he did the world a favor by getting rid of it.
I was feeling bad for Brian so when I noticed that Jeff’s CD player was right next to me I threw it out of the window.
Brian cheers, Amy says we were even and Jeff is ready to kill me. Jeff opens the glove compartment and takes out everything and asked if it was important and of course it was and out of the window it goes. I took Jeff’s back pack which was on the back seat and opened it and threw most of the contents out of the window. The obvious question is was anybody behind us and the answer is honestly I do not know because I was not thinking at all I was just acting.
Jeff wanted Brian to turn around and get the stuff but Brian just pulled over and let him out and Amy wanted to go with him so he wouldn’t be alone but Jeff refused.
Now this is the part that made me realize a lot sooner that I was a part of the problem and not a solution as my father would say. We drove back around to see Jeff crossing the street trying to pick up his stuff that was all over the road and Amy convinced him to get back in the car and convinced Brian to let him get back in. When he got back in the car believe it or not he was crying, I kid you not he was crying. I was expecting him to try to hit me but he didn’t say anything, just sat next to me on the backseat.
He didn’t even finish the trip and asks to be let out a few minutes later and after we dropped off Amy. Brian was congratulating me on what I did except that I felt like a jerk and he kept bringing it up. I was glad to get home today except that my mother knew about everything that happened and asked why I wasn’t being “Christ-like” towards a boy that apparently doesn’t really have any friends. It was like being congratulated by Brian was like being stabbed and then I came in the house and my mom finished me off.