What would I fight for?
I was thinking of what to write for my blog this weekend and was unlucky in finding anything with substance to talk about. But something very interesting and unforgettable happened this weekend. I was at Troy Daze with my friends, and we were waiting for the Gravitron Ride for about 30 minutes due to the long lines. We were pretty much at the front of the line when we heard someone yell out loudly, “WHAT IS HAPPENING MAN?” in an annoyed voice. It was an Indian dad with four children who placed himself at the front of the line and was ironically complaining about how everyone else was cutting. He shouted and made a big drama about we specifically were cutting in line and alerted other adults in line. Once it was our turn to go in, one of the adults shoved us aside and blocked us with his hand and made sure we couldn’t get in, which also made the staff for the ride think we were cutting too, so they stopped us from getting in. And there was nothing we could do about ...