Bullies
We all had bullies back in...pretty much always. But I got to thinking today, and I was wondering how other people dealt with the pricks that haunted you every day of school.
Did you do what your mom always said, "just ignore them and they'll go away" or "just smile at them and they won't mess with you anymore." Both were total bullshit, and never worked for me. In theory they should work, but when put to the test they fail miserably.
All through 6th grade in private school I endured massive amounts of bullying. I was too naive to really notice and care, so it didn't really bother me much. 7th-8th I didn't get fucked with for the most part. In high school I wasn't bullied at all, but I was a dick to some people sometimes. I mostly just saw other kids get bullied and got pissed that they were actually saying some of those cruel things, but didn't do anything about it.
I remember one time in particular, I was a junior in high school. I was in the uber long lunch line talking with a kid named Daniel that I had just met that week. He had some kind of issue or was just socially awkward, I don't know for sure, but me and him were talking and some kid came up and told him that he heard Daniel shit his pants at PE. Of course he said no, but I could see that he was hurt by the fuckhead actually asking him that. I too couldn't believe someone would ask that. I didn't do anything about it. I should have told the kid to fuck off or at least said something dickish straight back to him, but I didn't. Kills me to this day.
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