Somebody made me very mad today, hit my dog, swore repeatedly at me and raised his fist at me. All the time I stood my ground, not swearing or backing down. Nobody hits my dog.
Afterwards, when the woman, who I can only assume was his carer, dragged him away, did the upset kick in. Until then I was running on bravado and adrenalin- (note to Universe- this sort of adrenalin rush was NOT what I had in mind).
My dog is fine fortunately- an expensive 5 minute visit to the vets has confirmed this. I, on the other hand am fuming but relieved that I have not got a broken nose/jaw etc.
I've never been in a fight. Not even close - but I will always stand my ground and fake the confidence until the other party is out of sight - and then I will lose it. ha ha- what bravery.
A few years ago some stupid drunken girl stood all over my foot in a club and I was displeased. I told her she had stood on my foot and that 'sorry' was the usual response. She was so horridly drunk that her reaction was to call me all manner of names, tell me she had a degree???? and then lunge at me with her talons. Hmmm- not quite what I had hoped for. Some bouncers were there, and for once, actually stepped in and dealt with the correct party. She was removed, I kept my cool.
It amused me some weeks later when she turned up at my regular kickboxing class and was a beginner. I had been there some years and was wearing a belt of such a colour that clearly demonstrated I could kick her arse.
She never showed up again.
I think I probably won't go and take my rage out on the punchbag- my book, 59 Seconds, says this has the opposite effect, and maybe my broken finger is proof of this. Instead I may make muffins and watch Project Runway.http://www.bravotv.com/project-runway
I love it. Genius television.
Rant over. But seriously, don't EVER hurt my dog. You will have to sleep with one eye open.
