The situation had a Civil Rights Movement kind of feel to it. For real. White vs. Black. She had this air and attitude of entitlement about her. I mean she might as well had said, "Get out of my way you n*gga." It felt odd. So I had to decide fast. Was I gonna get Rosa Parks on her azz and stand my ground, or was I gonna be Martin Luther King and let her go?
It is now 6:26pm. Six minutes left.
So I call Chipotle. He tells me I did the right thing by walking away but I still wasn't convinced.
Then I called Kim. She asked me, "So would it have been better for y'all to be standing there like two fools refusing to move for each other? The woman was clearly crazy and sometimes you just have to let those people go on."
The therapist agreed too. She said I did the right thing.
But when I told the Tin Man, he said I should have pushed her. In fact, when I told that story to any native New Yorker male they said I should have pushed her. Interesting.
I dunno. Maybe she was prejudiced. Maybe she was crazy. Maybe she had a bad day. I feel I should have given her a harder time than I did. She was clearly in the wrong and I should not have let that go like that.
I'll probably go the grave thinking I should have just knocked her on her azz and ran like I stole something.
Oh well...it was just another day in New York City I guess. People are just short-tempered. The other day I saw a man threatening to punch out a sista ringing the bell for the Salvation Army collection box. I mean really, who picks a fight with a Salvation Army person? Damn homie, dontcha know it's Christmas!
This time it was a man who thought he was gonna f*ck with me because I was by myself at the movies. I have no regrets on how I handled that situation though. NOT AT ALL.
I get tired of people trying to push me around.
I'll save that story for next time. Going to the therapist at lunch. I think I'm gonna talk about Tin Man and what happened with that. Hope it's a good session.