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Originally Posted by Refl3x
Like you said Jaz
If i drop somthing, spill somthing etc i dont get angry, i just laugh about it
i think ive got a pretty good coping mechanism because i am aware of my temper
99% of things i`ll let wash over my head- but when i cant cope with somthing i just flip
You know what my subconscious started saying to me while it was happening
'Woooooah you are fucking awesomely strong'
'look how fucking easy this peon flies through the air'
even though my expression didnt show it - i felt a big smirk cross my face, part of me enjoyed it, even if he fought back i was 100% certain i could have killed him within 2 minutes
knowing you have that level of power is intoxicating
I actually feel a bit remorseful however today as hes a nice guy and he was pissed and the whole things made me look like a potential psychopath
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Totally.
There have been a few occasions were I have blown up and at that moment I was like "Yeh, I win, this guy just got owned". But in hindsight, It was a blatant mismatch to begin with and I just end up looking like the dick. Composure in certain situations is all you need.
Don't get me wrong, if some dude is FOR REAL wanting to lay down some fists, swinging punches then fairplay. Own it. But in certain situations, like the one you were refering to. You would of made him look like a total dick for trying to tool you if you just remained calm.
Personally, I am a BIG fan of the bitch slap and a quiet talking too if someone trys some shit like that. It isnt overly aggressive, it dosent hurt too much. It just puts them in their place, instantly.
A few months back I was in the pub when some pissed up idot was being a tool to everyone. Abusing people, grabbing girls, you get the idea. Everyone pretty much ignored him (the bouncers should have chucked him, but they were fucking useless) Anyway, he comes over to me and my mates and starts the loudmouth routine. I go to the bar, grab another drink and come back over. He turns to me and says "and who the fucking hell are YOU then". I just laugh and ignore it. He goads me again and then my mates go silent. I just look at him he CRACKS HIS NECK (!?) and walks right into my grill. I make my mind up in about 5 seconds, I give him a beautiful slap right across the chops. He stands there startled, like a deer in headlights. I say calmly "put your hands on me, and I'll rip your fucking head off, now piss off". He just lays his pint down, shakes my hand and slowly, staggers out the pub.
That was it. Perfect. To be fair, he could have come back with a shotgun, but I think it was the right think to do
