« on: September 11, 2014, 06:20:24 PM »
This is completely unrelated but it reminds me of the one time I got to be a sanctimonious asshole about scooters. We were at Walmart and my dad was using one of the motorized scooters to get around because he had broken his leg. I was lingering in another aisle and when my dad left some dude turned to his daughters and said "God I hate when lazy fat people (My dad honestly wasn't even fat at the time, this was well after his gastric bypass surgery) use those scooters" I turned to him with an icy glare and replied "Excuse me? I'll have you know that's my father and he broke his leg after he fell off a fucking fire truck trying to save people's lives" The guy just kind of shrunk and stammered out some apologies. I turned around and walked away trying so hard not to laugh my ass off. Yeah he actually did break his leg falling off a fire truck but it was only responding to a grass fire in a field. Volunteer firefighters are some of the biggest, dumbest yahoos ever. Still, was fun being a sanctimonious asshole and freaking that dude out. When we passed by him later as we were leaving he saw my dad's firefighter department shirt and quickly glanced away. He was so pale and afraid I was going to call him out. Oh man its fun to be an asshole sometimes.