i can’t believe that it’s?? it’s just a show. it’s just actors coming together nd someone writing a script nd just like making up a story and filming it. it’s just people imagining and acting and getting it all on camera but it changed?? my fucking life??????????
For the record, it’s generally considered rude as fuck for you to walk out on your date without having courtesy to say you’re leaving it without paying your fucking bill. You will forever be known as a garbage person and I hope something petty and inconvenient happens to you.
A few months ago, my Mother and I where leaving my cousin’s apartment at about 6:30 or 7:00 at night.
We waved them goodbye and my Mother began backing out the driveway–we weren’t even in the street.
Midway through she remembered this was a one way street and was going to pull back in so we wouldn’t be going the wrong way, but then A Cop car comes along, he gets out, and tells her she’s going the wrong way on a one way street. My Mother smiles and thanks him for letting her know.
Nevermind how rude this man initially was or how terrifiedI felt.
He decided to escalate the situation up by getting upset at my Mother…for smiling at him.
“You’re laughing at me,” He said, “You don’t have any respect for what I do!”
This grown man with a gun strapped to his side began accusing my Mother of disrespecting him when all she did was smile and thank him for letting her know she was backing out the driveway wrong.
Meanwhile, I continue to be terrified.
I had my phone in my hand and I had to decide whether or not to record him or not.
Not only were my hands shaking, but I had to consider if filming this would put us in even more danger.
What if he saw me and decided to shoot because he felt I was being disrespectful?
Fortunately, my Mother spent 30+ years as a teacher and has lots of experience dealing with irate children.
“Sir,” She said in her most soothing teacher voice, “I have nothing but respect for you. I teach for CPS, Chicago Public Schools, we’re both employed by the city–we’re on the same team.”
“You don’t respect me, you’re laughing at me. You don’t have any respect for what I do!” He continued, but my Mother persisted.
“I have nothing but respect for the Chicago Police. We have to work together, me and you are partners, we’re on the same team.”
And this went on for at least 3 or 4 minutes.
My Mother, a civilian, soothing the rage of a random Cop who obviously wanted trouble on this routine traffic stop–and there I sat paralyzed with fear in the passenger seat, praying to God that my Mother wouldn’t get shot.
Eventually, the Cop left us alone and my cousin approached our car to ask if we were ok.
My Mother assured him we were fine, dropped her Kind Teacher Persona and he and her talked about what just happened.
The Cop lingered for a little bit and then drove away.
I’ve been in so many scary situations and amongst them was nearly drowning; I have very vivid memories of my limbs going out, closing my eyes, and taking what I thought would be my last breath as I sunk beneath the water.
But that…that single interaction with an officer of the CPD?
When it comes to scary situations, I rank that extremely close to almost drowning…
My heart goes out to the parents driving home without their children. To the teenagers with an empty desk beside them at school today. To the best friends who turn to make a joke to someone, only to remember they’re not there. To the teachers who call out the register, only to stumble on a name. My heart goes out today to all those affected by this horrific, barbaric and heartbreaking attack in Manchester.
i always see wholesome posts about loving your mom and giving her the world. those posts are fine and all, i’m glad you guys love your moms and have happy healthy relationships. but for some of us it just isn’t realistic, so this one goes out to everyone who’s stomach twists when they see those posts because their mom isn’t a good person and because they don’t have a good relationship with her. you don’t have to love your mom, you don’t have to love any of your family members. you choose to love who treats you right, don’t let posts like that make you feel bad for not liking your mom.