Snotty Little Bitches

Snotty little 15 year old bitches! Arrrgh!
Today, Janet and I decided to go downtown for a Dim Sum lunch and to shop for new glasses (the kind you wear, not the kind you drink out of&#41. As you can read in the MUNI Chronicles, getting back and forth to Downtown San Francisco on a Sunday is nearly impossible… so by the time we were ready to head home (sans new glasses&#41, we just wanted to get on the underground and head over to Safeway, puck up stuff for dinner (we are making chili&#41 and go home to start cooking. So, due to a MUNI screw up (the main computer blew up, or some technician unplugged it or something&#41, we had to get out at Powell Station… ground zero for the tourist zone. So, we're walking up the stairs, trying to get to a Haight Street bus so we can get home, and at the top of the escalators, a group of 13-15 year old pseudo-trendy "grrrrrrls" (the extra rrrrrs are for their don't-give-a-shit-cause-I-don't-have-to-pay-for-anything attitude&#41 have decided to block the exit of the escalator so they can comment about some lame ass party that they weren't invited to blah blah blah or something like that. So, in the process of trying to get out of the aforementioned escalator well, we have to squeeze around her bony little ass so we don't knock her to the ground and step on her mommy's-gold-card-paid-for-two-hundred-dollar-Doc-Martens boots. So, as I walk by, I make eye contact with one of the "grrrrrrrls" and say "Hey, this isn't the best place to stop, you're blocking the escalator." None of my typical swearing, no threatening motions, just a bit of advice from someone who could break her spindly arms in half if he so desired. So, Ms. Riot Grrrrrrrrrrrrl bleats out "Shut the fuck up". Ooh. I'm trembling. Whatever. Go and jump in your mommy's lexus and go back to Marin, you trendy, lame-ass poseur. Janet, rushing to my defense, as my knight in cargo pants yells back "Fuck you". Nice, simple, and the appropriate level of escalation in my opinion. But, trendy chickie grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrl decided to make a final retort, "Take the stairs next time, Bitch". Had she been 18 years old, or had she pulled that shit attitude with us in the Lower Haight… with the mood that we were in, we'd probably take it a step further. But we saw a number 6 bus coming and decided just to get the fuck back home. We had better things to do than go to jail for threatening to assault a minor… no matter how much she deserved it. Sheesh. What a day.