“Did I do Something Good or Bad?”

Last night as I was walking down the hill on my block, a Dominoes pizza delivery guy sped by me on his bike, skimming me by inches. I wanted to yell what the fuck? But since I’ve been dealing with the flu, I needed to conserve my energy.

A little bit farther down the block, there was also a woman and her little boy walking. The little boy was actually running awkwardly down my block, not yet in total control of his movements. The reckless delivery guy just missed the kid by inches as well. I wondered if was he stupid or just didn’t give a fuck?

As I watched him park and chain his bike in front of my building, I immediately grinned and took out my keys and fumbled with my “Supreme” all in one “Swiss army” utility thingy that has all sorts of useful shit, including a little knife.

As soon as he stepped foot inside my building, I punctured both his front and back tires and put my palm over it so I can enjoy feeling the breeze of his air leaking out. His tires were finished.

I sat on my stoop and waited for him to come out to discover his misfortune.  He flipped in Spanish and said something to me that seemed like a question. I’m not well versed in the lanquage, so I just shrugged my shoulders and said “I dunno.” I wished him a good night and went inside. 

I felt a tinge of guilt for a few minutes. I probably fucked up his lively hood for a day or two. Maybe he had kids to feed, who kows what his personal situation is? But then I thought… you know what? Fuck that shit! I might have also saved someone from getting hit that night. I guess it’s all on how you look at it. I know that I have a talent for spinning things so that it justifies my actions. Don’t let me fool you. But just out of a natural child-like curiousty...I wonder how do you see it?

Posted on February 05, 2008 at 04:25 PM   |   Comment  (11 comments)