...In a similar incident years ago, I, as a young punk, watched in utter amazement as an old man leaned up against, and set his beer can down on my nearly new, freshly waxed IROC Camaro. Bewildered and angered to the point where I could not see beyond the moment, I snapped out something to the effect of,
"Hey, Pops - how about getting your a$$ and your beer off of my paint?!" At that moment the air around me chilled like a calm before a storm. Had I been able to objectively analyze the situation, I may have realized that
a girlfriend's family reunion was probably not the best place to have reacted as I did. As it turns out, the old guy was Grandpa so & so, beloved family patriarch and benefactor (and supposedly worth millions according to family lore). Uh-oh...
Suffice it say, there was no recovery from that fumble.
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