Don't Mess With Les!

You know those days when you just wish someone would pick a fight with you so you could attack them and get all your frustrations out?  I was having one of those days yesterday.  I was just wishing I could try out all my attack moves that I have been teaching the girls about in our self protection class.  So when a guy standing next to me at the store raised his elbow to touch my arm, I pounced.  He had already touched me twice before.  First time I gave him the benefit of the doubt and said it could have been an accident.  I moved over a bit and brought my arm in closer.  Second time I felt uncomfortable and annoyed.  And then I watched his arm start to raise up to bring his arm close to me again.  I turned to him as I waited for my change from the two cokes I had just bought and said, "Baiya! (brother)"  He didn't respond.  So I not so gently swatted him with my cokes to get his attention.  Then I said, "Yeh achcha nahi (this is not good)"  He looked like he had no clue what I was saying or why.  So I explained to him that he had touched me over and over and that was not good.  And I turned and walked away.  I had self control (fruit of the spirit).  I wanted to jab my elbow into him after the third time, but I didn't.  I used my words first.  But my mind played out the whole scene of me jabbing him and then my other arm swinging a fist in his face.  It was marvelous.  I showed him not to mess with Les!

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