My dad is a cantankerous old fart with a "special" sense of humor. He doesn't put up with idiots, he's tough as nails, and he's only five foot six so he's kind of got to know how to work with the hand he's been dealt.
We got on the subject of bullies the other night and he told me this story about when he was a young man that about made me wet my pants.
Some guys were giving him and another friend of his a lot of shit one day when my dad was in his late-teens/early twenties. Dad's not big, like I said, and back then he was very slim. And he was very, very pretty. So I guess he looked like an easy mark. Two things not readily apparent to a bully:
1. Dad's really, REALLY strong.
2. Dad's half crazy. Maybe more than half.
So this one guy grabs the back of my dad's leather jacket when dad ignored the taunts and catcalls. Dad bent his knees and pushed backwards, at the same time reaching over his head. The taller attacker predictably stumbled forward and Dad caught him by the collar and hair and pulled him over his head, flipping him onto his back on the ground in front of dad.
Dad put his boot on the guy's chest and simply walked over him and continued on his way.
The guys didn't follow him. I guess they figured it was safer not to.
This probably sounds a little nuts, but Dad's not given to telling tall tales. And frankly, it sounds like something he'd do. I mean, this is the same guy who shot a bee with a pistol and chased some teenagers down the street whipping them with a cat o nine tails. This story does not sound over the top, coming from him.
We got on the subject of bullies the other night and he told me this story about when he was a young man that about made me wet my pants.
Some guys were giving him and another friend of his a lot of shit one day when my dad was in his late-teens/early twenties. Dad's not big, like I said, and back then he was very slim. And he was very, very pretty. So I guess he looked like an easy mark. Two things not readily apparent to a bully:
1. Dad's really, REALLY strong.
2. Dad's half crazy. Maybe more than half.
So this one guy grabs the back of my dad's leather jacket when dad ignored the taunts and catcalls. Dad bent his knees and pushed backwards, at the same time reaching over his head. The taller attacker predictably stumbled forward and Dad caught him by the collar and hair and pulled him over his head, flipping him onto his back on the ground in front of dad.
Dad put his boot on the guy's chest and simply walked over him and continued on his way.
The guys didn't follow him. I guess they figured it was safer not to.
This probably sounds a little nuts, but Dad's not given to telling tall tales. And frankly, it sounds like something he'd do. I mean, this is the same guy who shot a bee with a pistol and chased some teenagers down the street whipping them with a cat o nine tails. This story does not sound over the top, coming from him.
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