The latter is possible y'know.
Someone told me the other day that I was an Angel, and that I must have fallen from heaven. Now before I start let me just say this: No, it wasn't a client from work, and no, it wasn't a guy trying to get in my pants. It was a little old lady in the street. Don't get the wrong idea, she didn't just walk up to me and say it for no reason. She was having trouble picking up her senior citizens card, or whatever it's called these days. So I picked it up for her and asked her if she was ok. The look on her face when I walked up to her, it's almost like she expected me to push her over, steal her wallet and run away! She was so completely grateful when I didn't that she almost cried.
I can only imagine what it must be like for an elderly person like her. I know what some teenagers are like these days, I also know that they terrorise old people, because they think it's funny. Well, it's not, it's not cool and it doesn't make you 'hard'. You are picking on someone who cannot defend themselves, which I know full well, is the reason you do it. I bet if someone came up to you with a knife and said: 'Start on my grandma now punk.' You'd shit your pants and run away.
Being a teenager (even though this time next year, I'll no longer be a teen) is tough, especially if you are one of the good guys/gals. Not every teen is hell bent on sniffing coke and smoking weed, whilst hanging around on a street corner lobbing glass bottles and bricks at people/cars/houses/animals. The thing people have to remember, is that sterotyping is not always a good thing. It makes life hard for the good people in this world. The old woman was a perfect example, she'd obviously heard about/had bad experiences with teenagers, and just assumed they were all like it. Then she met me and her opinions changed. I just hope she realises that not all teens are out to get you. But that doesn't mean that there aren't any at all.
Teens like me are hard to find.
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