Wait Your Damn Turn

So I have never been much of a fighter.

When I was younger and the neighbor kid and I would play king of the mountain, it would always go a little something like this, "Do you want to be king of the mountain this time?" "Ok." And then we would switch off back and forth being king.

And then I got older, and I hired a lawyer to fight for me.

When I couldn't afford a lawyer to fight for me, I attempted to stand up for myself on occasion, but never for very long.

So then came the 4th of July, 2010. I am standing in line waiting for a Johnny on the Spot to become available. (patiently) Then some bitches (it's the only way I can describe them) walked up and created their own line. (meaning they were going to be next). There was one person in front of me who I had been talking to for a while about how cute her shoes were. (therefore instantly BFF's) When a Johnny opened, I motioned my BFF shoe friend to quickly take it.....

This upset the bitches. Here is how the rest of the conversation unfolded....

Bitches: "It was our turn."

Me: "Ummm, no it wasn't. She had been waiting in line."

Bitches: "So have we."

Me: "Well, not long enough......."

And the a Johnny became available and I quickly scurried inside hoping that I wouldn't get my ass kicked when I was done. It was one of the 1st times I have ever stood up for someone else (shoe BFF) to people that looked like they would kick my ass just because I was breathing. I felt empowered. I felt like Brad Pitt in Fight Club.

I defended the integrity of the Johnny line and didn't get my ass kicked for doing so.

Success.