Fighting Breast Cancer

Tonight Michael and I met our friend Colin at a local Irish pub called Fibber MaGee’s.  The night almost ended in disaster.  Here’s what happened:

We were sitting at a table eating and talking.  I started to have a hotflash, so I removed my hat to cool off my bald head.  When I did this, I noticed that a group of young 20-something kids started looking at me.  From where we were sitting, I was the only one who could see them; Michael and Colin had their backs to them. 

After a few minutes, Michael left the table to go to the bathroom.  I continued to talk to Colin while glancing over at the other table.  One of the guys was rubbing his head and laughing while glancing at me.  I told Colin matter-of-factly that the three guys and two girls at the table by the bar were making fun of my bald head.  Then, I changed the subject.  It didn’t really bother me if they found it funny that I was bald.  I felt sorry for how ignorant they were.

Soon, Michael came back to the table and not long after that, we left the bar.  When we were about a mile from Fibber’s, I made the mistake of mentioning the group of kids to Michael. 

He went berzerk.

He demanded that I turn the car around so that he could go and confront (read: fight) them.  I explained to Michael that they were obviously ignorant, and I am not offended by ignorant people.  Let them laugh at me. 

When I wouldn’t turn the car around, he jumped out of the vehicle and into Colin’s car.  He tried to get Colin to take him back to the bar, but Colin was finally able to calm Michael down by pointing out that he was in a highly emotional state.  In his state of mind, Michael could really hurt a person, or worse yet, the guy could fall, hit his head and die.  At last, Michael came back to his senses and agreed that it would not be a good idea for him to confront a full table of young kids. 

Instead we went home and sat down with my mother.  Michael recounted the events to her and she grew dark and angry.  “If I were there, I would have killed them.” 

Great.  Now I’m living with two crazy people.

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