So some homeless guy was like "Spare some change?" and you were all like "DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?! I'M THE JUGGERNAUT, BITCH!" and Hulk-smashed him so you could steal his hobo-cash.
No, more like he was completely unresponsive to my explanation that I
couldn't spare some change to feed his addiction because, God forbid, I needed to protect
my own ass and was a few bucks short of that. And as he continued to follow me with his jittery, sketchy self, I
warned him that I had half a mind to take his since he was stupid enough to tell me straight up he
had money, but was just a little short of being able to go to his dealer. And that's when he went from harassing and intimidating to
aggressive. Again, wrong place, wrong person, and most of all,
wrong time.
You have absolutely no idea what a human being can become when they're addicted to drugs or desperate for money. And you also have no idea what a person's capable of when their instincts go into self-preservation mode. Funny this should come up in a thread about a person whose "traumatic experience" is
thinking he was being broken into. That's what this guy was basically trying to do to me, except without a house with a phone/weapon nearby to protect myself with.
Very sheltered lives most of you have lived and will probably continue to live, and no lie, I fucking resent you for it. Because I'd have much rather remained ignorant to the reality of human nature at its most basic.