The Breakup….part 4

The Breakup… part 4

 

I woke up the following morning with a smile on my face. I thought of the events of the previous day, the dinner and how much fun we had. I couldn’t help but wonder how it could have turned out differently

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…At this point I had two options.

Laugh about the whole thing, crack a joke or two return @Missy’s phone, tell her it’s over, walk over to my car and drive my merry way home. Job…check, original intentions…check, complete teeth…check

Or…..

Don’t go down without a fight. Freak out, give him a piece (or two) of my mind, take the matter up with my other bosses, bust his tire, bite his ear off…look for another job…

The white flag refused to be raised in my head. I was NOT going down without a fight.

“And you call…” I started when I heard a voice from the direction of the gate.

“@ Boss?”

My head snapped to that direction.

@Missy was standing at the gate, looking as guilty as sin itself.

For five long seconds no one said anything.

I held up her phone and pointed to @Boss, “Darling, do you care to explain where you’re going with my boss?”….” And please don’t tell me it’s a job interview or something” I added sarcastically.

“Mark, are you sure you want to go down this path?” @Boss asked me. I could hear the threat in his voice, and its dangerous icy tone reminded me of a few people it had gotten fired over the years.

…it also pissed the hell out of me.

I turned to face him, took three calm steps towards him, my face registering the knowledge of what could happen.

He smiled.

This guy was too cocky… so I gave him a head butt!

He flattened against the car and before he could react I grabbed his shoulders and kneed him in the groin area.

RULE NUMBER 1 in the small-guys-beating-up-big-guys handbook… INCAPACITATE YOUR OPPONENT WITH YOUR FIRST TWO HITS; ELSE YOUR THIRD HIT WILL BE YOU HITTING THE GROUND!

He crumbled to the floor, @Missy screamed.

By this time @Pat had come out and a few curious passersby had stopped to watch.

I walked towards @Missy and hurled the phone at her

“Is this what I get after everything?” I screamed at her

She just stood there, mouth open in horror as the phone whizzed past her head and slammed into the gate.

“Errrrr, Mark…”, @Pat started saying

At this point, three things happened in rapid succession.

1. I felt an arm grab my shoulder tightly
2. I as turned to look, a fist slammed into my face and rammed my stomach
3. The same hands threw me…yes, actually lifted me up and tossed me, action movie style…into the nearby gutter.

When I eventually landed and opened my eyes… from the gutter I could see @Boss’s huge 6 feet 4 driver staring down at me.

Apparently he had been somewhere close by.

Unfortunately, nothing in the small-guys-beating-up-big-guys handbook mentioned anything about handling a boss and his beast of a driver.

I could hardly feel my arms and there was blood in my mouth.

I looked up again and noticed @Beasty coming down into the gutter…probably to finish up the job.

I thought to myself… “P don set today!”*

 

 

**”P don set” is a local slang that could imply that there was sure to be trouble