Monday, July 31, 2006
Back. Expired news, Italy World Cup 2006 Champions. Conducted skate lessons yesterday. All went well. And there was this little incident.
My handphone rang, i answered the call. I shall be composed and refrain from blurting out names. The caller began his boisterous ranting. Get this straight, who for hell sake you think you are. You started abusing language. Verbal abuse on a young teenage coming from adult could end you up violating many laws. The ability to blow your top doesnt make you a commanding presence. It merely makes you a balless fool. Dont posseses the mentality that you have the psychological upperhand over young generations. It just portrays a crude, babaric big shot wannabe. As a matter of fact, you dont even have your facts right. You were completely obscure on whats going on. The caller then went on his abusing of language for a solid ten minutes and you mentioned calling your friends. ??? How you are you sir? It even sparked a giggle in me. You seeked apology in the end, i paused over the phone. What the fuck is wrong with you? In the end, realising this is all childish play and pursuing this matter would downgrade myself i apologised not out of guilt, as a mark of sympathy for you. Your kids arent perfect people and why do i get the impression you blame the people around them? Search yourself, youre the cause. =)
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