Not one of my best moments.
I was riding in the car with some friends when we came to an intersection with street kids. There were about three boys who appeared high. They weren't begging, they were just being irritating. One pretended to hit the window with his stick in his hand. Another opened the driver's door. Then he called me a dog. I reacted immediately with, "No, you're a dog!" It came out as trying to be funny, partly, but also with anger. Mostly anger I guess.
Why is it that my Tourettes hits when I am with people? Now I will probably be fired from my job with trafficked girls.
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