Futbol

We had to go to the market yesterday to track down a plumber...any plumber...and ran into this huge crowd of men outside of the one decent hotel in town. As we were walking through this group of 100 men not one of them grabbed and there were surprisingly few crude comments made. I realized that something about this picture was off but I couldn't quite put my finger on it until we got to the other side of the group of men. That's when I realized that there was no one following us. They were all staring at the hotel doors and talking amongst themselves...weird.

We found a plumber shop and asked what was going on. That's when we found out that the really big futbol/soccer team from the capitol was in town to play one of the local teams. All those guys were sitting outside hoping to just catch a glimpse of the players.

I really wanted to go back and stand in the middle of the crowd, just for the simple sake of standing anywhere outside of the walls of my house and not being constantly harassed and stared at, but my roommate wouldn't give in, so we left.

Something strange has happened this week and I'm going to try to explain it, please don't judge me. All the sudden I want to do really mean things to people, not all people, just crude men. For instance, yesterday I was sitting in the car waiting for a friend and a guy came up to the car, pressed his forehead against the window, put his hands up to block the glare and actually started to lick the window lustfully...sick me out. I had this overwhelming urge to open the door really fast and as hard as I could, knock him over, and then apologize like I didn't see him there or something. The same thing happened later in the day. I was standing next to the road and these teenage kids rode by on bikes. They started yelling rude things from about 100 yards away and slowed down to get in a good stare as they rode by. I really just wanted to stick my foot out and kick on of their front tires as they slowly rode past so that one would fall down along with everyone behind him, then I would 'sincerely' apologize for not seeing them and stepping out so irresponsibly.

I haven't done any of those really mean things, at least not yet. Give me a few more days and I just might. I have however stomped on guys toes really hard and thrown elbows like I was startled or surprised by something, then just given them this look like 'sorry but maybe if you weren't so grabby you wouldn't be gasping for breath at the moment'. Does this mean I'm getting close to losing it?!?