Playa Played and it Bite ‘im

Not sure if anyone recalls-prob not it was an earlier grocery one-about a regular customer. It was a Saturday and we had been bantering until he told me not to squish his bread.

Anyone who has read enough of me knows that is like waving a red cape in front of a bull. I made a few under the radar sarcastic comments, such as he ruined my fun of dancing on it, etc. when he said:

There is always someone above you I can talk to.

Since that day I have seen him on more then one occasion. Total cow too, me that is. I make eye contact and no smile, no hello. Keep on keeping on so to speak.

Last week I was coming up to the front and there was a wee line up at tills. Nothing they cannot handle-no need for me to drop everything and jump in

As I am trundling on who do I see but Mr. Threat. Standing at the end of a line with a person in front of him. Their cart was a little full. His was not.

He saw me coming. He put a smile on his face like we were best friends. I know he thought that I would pull him and quickly ring him through a till.

I walked right passed him.

And made eye contact the whole time as I was walking up and by. No return smile on my face.

I love my job. I love my customers. I do not love being told how to do my job. A job I have been doing forever. I do not appreciate being spoken to like I am an idiot.

Petty revenge? Absolutely.

Maybe next time he will think twice about threatening someone over a joke.

Wicked Avenger

Pretty Princess
Sweet Baby
you cooed
making me sick
I turned my head
unable to watch
go away
deep inside
where shall I hide?
Forced to look into your eyes
head held in a vise grip
your evil leer
etched by acid
deep in my mind.
One after another
they came
while I lay
near death
bled dry 
fierce warrior
rising in my breast
she will not let me die.
Time heals
they assured me
pain will fade
the inside scars though
they are always there.
I beg to differ.
I watched you die.
One after the other.
You begged me to stop.
You begged with all your might.
Just like you
I was deaf.
Unlike you.....
I had the will for revenge.

©Feb. 4/23
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