My Dad, An Enneagram Type Eight - A Near Fight
My Dad and his lady friend were sitting on the grass at an outdoor concert, when suddenly this group of people start to stand up in front of him. They were moving their stuff around for whatever reason, but going slow at it, laughing, chatting, while my Dad was trying to enjoy the show.
My father is disabled. Honestly, with him and his 8 nature, he would disagree with me and say βCr!-ppleβ, call it βCr!ppleβ, none of that woke shit. π
However, I am not my father. And I prefer to use the word, βdisabledβ.
Anyway. So this group of people are blocking my Dadβs view.
My Dad nonchalantly says, βHey, down in front.β πΏ His wordsβ he says itβs what they say in baseball βΎοΈ. But whatevs, I can see where heβs coming from. And heβs my Dad! Heβs not being a jerk about it. Itβs nonchalantly.
This random dude, that was off to the side of the group of people, he wasnβt with their party, but he comes at my Dad.
The conversation goes like thisβ¦
Stranger: You fuckingβ (cuss words and badgering at my Dad)!! βAsshole!!
My Dad: Oh, what the fuckβs your problem? Huh? β (more angry cuss words are thrown around).
Stranger: What the fuck are you doing, sitting on the ground, this is a standing section!!
The men continue to cuss each other out. The guy was getting ready to physically fight my Dad.
My Dad finally goes: βIβm cr!ppled!β
And the man is in shock, taken back by what he heard my Dad say. He backs away and leaves the area. Only but a minute later, he comes back to approach my Dad once more, standing and bending over him, and he harshly whispers βFuck You.β To my Dad, before disappearing off into the crowd again.
I am just in shock hearing this, but also it doesnβt surprise me. Iβm in fact delighted that my Dad was telling me this story (obviously he was okay)(Also-TYPE 8!!!!). But shock, shock, shock! π«’
My Dad says to me, βDonβt worry. I would have bashed his face in with my cane.β














