People Causing Trouble
15 years ago
(And my apparently instinctive path to the profession of the liar.)
Another great anecdote here. There's a lot of action today. Please don't worry, I'll go back into not-so-much-journal mode again after this.
I was in a very nice restaurant earlier today. But there was a slightly below average-niceness person at the table next to me, who apparently noticed me sketching in my tiny notebook. He proceeded to call me a "faggy fur". I'm not exactly sure what that means, but it reeked of scary amounts of sincerity. I'm also slightly surprised that someone would make such a daring remark at someone twice their age - quite audacious.
It's hip to hate and condescend furries. Even when there's nothing distinguishably furfagattristic about me I'm apparently still a tempting target for the addicted self-hate crowd. (On the internet I tend to avoid trolls. Strange how that works - perhaps I just look very pacifistic and puny.) More likely it was a freak chance today - I never experienced something like this before.
Ten minutes later the waiter kindly asked me to leave, suggesting I should not draw explicit pictures. Knowing who had prompted this request, and showing my harmless sketches, I remarked, 'This boy here is upset because I wouldn't draw him boobies.'
Then he asked the instigator to leave instead. Apparently it's this easy. Bring in breasts and you can deflect most attacks.
Another great anecdote here. There's a lot of action today. Please don't worry, I'll go back into not-so-much-journal mode again after this.
I was in a very nice restaurant earlier today. But there was a slightly below average-niceness person at the table next to me, who apparently noticed me sketching in my tiny notebook. He proceeded to call me a "faggy fur". I'm not exactly sure what that means, but it reeked of scary amounts of sincerity. I'm also slightly surprised that someone would make such a daring remark at someone twice their age - quite audacious.
It's hip to hate and condescend furries. Even when there's nothing distinguishably furfagattristic about me I'm apparently still a tempting target for the addicted self-hate crowd. (On the internet I tend to avoid trolls. Strange how that works - perhaps I just look very pacifistic and puny.) More likely it was a freak chance today - I never experienced something like this before.
Ten minutes later the waiter kindly asked me to leave, suggesting I should not draw explicit pictures. Knowing who had prompted this request, and showing my harmless sketches, I remarked, 'This boy here is upset because I wouldn't draw him boobies.'
Then he asked the instigator to leave instead. Apparently it's this easy. Bring in breasts and you can deflect most attacks.
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Still, it amazes me that it would even happen. I don't even know what I would do in that situation...
I'm glad you approve of my splendid solution - but it only worked because I wasn't drawing porn. I'm not sure what to think of that.
Thank you - it was rather awkward, yes.
The problem I have with kids that age is that I don't look at them as 'just kids'. So, I tend to criticise them for their lousy behaviour (when they have such a thing). Quite disheartening.
I'll tell you one thing though. Even though this caught me by surprise, my mind tends to prepare itself for the weirdest things. Comes from growing up amidst constant terrorisation.
It's funny how negative things from childhood makes us for the better. Or some of us anyway. Some let it get to them I think.
Get that sketchbook. Dooo it. :)
I'll have to send away for it though. There is nothing nice around here. :P
This is apparently his way of becoming a part of your meets. :P