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i overstepped my boundaries a few weeks ago. i feel terrible about it. wasnt my place.

i have a soft spot for the elderly. it pisses me off when i see them treated as second rate citizens. there is a restaurant. the front door is effed up. if the fire marshall felt it, instant citation. the door needs that shock thing adjusted..it takes Herculean strength to open it. i saw an old man trying to push it open, it was going but slow. his wife was behind him waiting. just inside the door waiting to be seated were teens..just sitting there like idiots watching. i ran up, opened the door and held it for the old couple. when i got in there, i asked the kids why they didnt help? the parents sat there; mouths opened like dumbasses..(i now turned the firestorm towards them) i said maybe if their kids saw them helping occasionally, maybe they would learn some humanity.

"you cant say that to us!"

i told the manager, "you need to fix this door!" (fire code dictates maximum poundage to open a door)

my wife tugged me out, and said.."well, we cant eat there now"

i hope i'm NEVER one of those old dudes that tell stories, that start with, "when i was your age...."

there isnt a day that goes by, that i am not secretly grateful, i was not blessed with children. they look like they can be absolute hell.