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Jesus buggery I hate people.
16 years ago
Sometimes I wonder why I even bother leaving the house.
So yesterday, I decide it's a nice day to visit Ringwood Manor with Erol. Y'know, to take pictures, get Erol used to the leash, and generally have a good time. Now, I'm not so sure why myself, but I like to chase geese. Eh, it's excercize. I chase them for about 5 seconds, then stop and just watch them.
Suddenly, I hear this hideous screeching voice SCREAMING at me to stop(keep in mind that I already had). It's some lady who doesn't even work there, howling at me from her SUV. This harpy somehow gets it into her little head that I was on a goose-killing rampage. I yell back that no, I am not hurting them, and that I am not chasing them anymore. She cannot take this as an acceptable answer and orders me to get away from the water or she will CALL THE COPS.
What the FUCK? "Hello police? There's a girl chasing geese and you absolutely MUST do something about it!!!" Seriously. I tell her to go right ahead as I storm over to Erol and pick him up. I'm planning to leave at this point, but she follows me in her car as best as she can(after screaming the situation to an innocent bystander).
She will just not let this go. She insists that I was throwing rocks at these geese and hurting them, and that the cops are on their way. I yell at her that I was doing no such thing and to leave me the hell alone. But no, in her mind, I am a ruthless, cold-blooded goose murderer and must be dealt with by the LAW. I think, "fuck this, she can't tell me to leave, I'm staying right here" and go sit down.
After telling everyone she can get her grubby hands on of my horrid crime, she finally leaves. I start crying because I tend to cry when I get overly stressed out. I hate it. After waiting for about an hour, I leave. The park was closing anyways. Oh and those cops? They never cared enough to show up.
So yesterday, I decide it's a nice day to visit Ringwood Manor with Erol. Y'know, to take pictures, get Erol used to the leash, and generally have a good time. Now, I'm not so sure why myself, but I like to chase geese. Eh, it's excercize. I chase them for about 5 seconds, then stop and just watch them.
Suddenly, I hear this hideous screeching voice SCREAMING at me to stop(keep in mind that I already had). It's some lady who doesn't even work there, howling at me from her SUV. This harpy somehow gets it into her little head that I was on a goose-killing rampage. I yell back that no, I am not hurting them, and that I am not chasing them anymore. She cannot take this as an acceptable answer and orders me to get away from the water or she will CALL THE COPS.
What the FUCK? "Hello police? There's a girl chasing geese and you absolutely MUST do something about it!!!" Seriously. I tell her to go right ahead as I storm over to Erol and pick him up. I'm planning to leave at this point, but she follows me in her car as best as she can(after screaming the situation to an innocent bystander).
She will just not let this go. She insists that I was throwing rocks at these geese and hurting them, and that the cops are on their way. I yell at her that I was doing no such thing and to leave me the hell alone. But no, in her mind, I am a ruthless, cold-blooded goose murderer and must be dealt with by the LAW. I think, "fuck this, she can't tell me to leave, I'm staying right here" and go sit down.
After telling everyone she can get her grubby hands on of my horrid crime, she finally leaves. I start crying because I tend to cry when I get overly stressed out. I hate it. After waiting for about an hour, I leave. The park was closing anyways. Oh and those cops? They never cared enough to show up.
I once had a dude tell me I was evil for chasing pigeons, and I told him they just need to be on their toes, is all. And he just kind of shook his head in disbelief.
The pigeons around my old college were freakin' fat, though, and they needed all the exercise they could get.
Geese are pretty mean though.