Best description I ever saw of that state of mind was in that movie "the hunt" where she had just cleared the bunker and was taliking to the old soldier guy.....the whole not being able to describe it more than a eyes widening, shoulders going going forward and just,,,MMMMMMMMMMM...is exactly that point when your trying to decide to eithr calm down or ramp shit the fvck up..HARD
I was rocking hard and trying to ground myself but ended up having to get up and take a walk. Thankfully my kid was last on the batting roster so I wasn't worried about missing his at bat, and it was the last inning. As Karen as it may have been I was looking for someone who worked there to go talk to, signs all over the place saying no alcohol, no smoking yet this asshat was smoking like a chimney and drank a whole bottle of hard shit while we were there. Dropping F bombs left and right and not even caring that he was literally at the ball park's playground with a bunch of little kids all around him. I even specifically went and sat at the far side of the field to avoid people and this idiot decides he wants to come stand right behind where I was sitting to flirt with this poor girl who couldn't get away from him.
As crass as I can be at times, I still know enough to adjust to the company I am in at the moment.....and belive me, old navy dude that became a truck driver can be pretty crass.
we all deal in our own ways
We don't sensor ourselves in front of our kids at all so its not like they were hearing anything new, but that doesn't mean that the parents of the other kids in the horde of siblings over there playing feel the same way lol. Its this weird mix of like upper middle class suburban parents and working class parents there, so I'm sure some of them would have been far less than thrilled to hear what kind of crap he was saying in front of their precious little angels.
