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This is why I need a gang of toughs. So this is what happened to me before my 4:00 class today. 3:40ish, I go to the vending machine and it takes all my money. 2 bucks. I'd forgotten my credit card at home so this was gonna be my entire lunch, dammit. A kind stranger takes pity on me and buys me chips. Well, insists on buying me chips. I let him be nice, and it was a terribly nice thing to do. I popped half a Vicodin from some mild post-surgery discomfort, and go to grade the last of my papers by my classroom while waiting for the class before it to get out. 3:55, the class gets out and I am done grading papers. I gather my stuff to get out as the class walks in the center of the hall, as people do. A HUGE BITCH IN BOOTS, not looking where she's going, SLAMS into me. Instead of, oh, looking at what she's slammed into, she keeps going - she kicked me once in the ribs, and once in the abdomen. You know, where I'd just had surgery. Then she finally stopped and looked down, and then stepped over me and went on her way talking with her friends about how many crack pimps she'd blown the night before or whatever the hell stupid whores talk about. Halfway down the hall she finally says "oh sorry" and giggles, but I've just been physically rattled or in shock or something and I'm stunned and can't speak yet. At no point does she actually stop and ask me if I am okay, or if she has injured me in any way from KICKING ME TWICE. The answer to that, by the way, is yes. I had to go to urgent care, then the ER, to be checked out for internal bleeding. Thankfully she did not mess up the surgery or rupture anything, though how I'm not more hurt after being KICKED BY BOOTS IN THE SURGERY-PLACE is beyond me. The laundry list of what she did to me: 1. Strained back, particularly around the left side of my rib cage. It hurts to take a deep breath or to twist to the right. 2. Bruised ankle, which happened because when she slammed into me the impact ground the protrusion on my ankle into the tile floor. 3. Bruised abdomen. 4. And I'm just finding out that I also have a strained knee, because it hurts like hell. Swedish Hospital asked me if I want to press charges. The thing is, even though I could and she would get nailed for negligence (no intent for assault even though I could at least charge her, but not stopping even casually to check on me is clear negligence), I frankly do not have the time or patience for some goddamn police thing. I also could sue her for pain and suffering and medical expenses - but I have fantastic health insurance, and I'm too lazy to get a lawyer even as it would be fun to make her cry and be poor at the same time. REDACTED-but she will not be getting away with no guilt or remorse. No, no physical threats. I am not psycho, and am way too lazy to cause physical harm. It's just - she doesn't know that, now, does she? Sometimes the best revenge is letting them wait for the other shoe to drop. |
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