Working on a busy main street, it’s never a dull moment in front of my office. With crackheads running up the street, and juvenile panhandlers loitering, there’s always something going on when I step outside for a smoke break (I take many, many smoke breaks by the way ). I should also mention, my office is located steps away from a very large high school and this school (stupidly?) allows its students to go outside for lunch.

Today, the Monday-boredom was broken up a bit when two students from the high school began fighting right in front of me. This was not so much a fight as it was one much bigger kid beating the crap out of a far smaller, skinnier kid. I would think that your point would be proven when you have your combatant on the ground pleading for you to stop but this kid continued to wail, kick and punch on the skinny kid. His assault didn’t stop until a man driving by jumped out of his car screaming.

“Did you fuck my girl?!?!” Big Kid screamed at Skinny Kid, after of course, he finished pounding his head into the pavement. I guess he buys into the ‘kick ass, ask questions later’ philosophy. I also wondered, why not dump the girl, but I guess she can do no wrong?

Big Kid finished his rampage screaming, “This ain’t over!” as he walked away, further adding, “If you say anything at school, you’ll get it ten times worse.” Ten times worse? What’s that, murder? Over an alleged fling? Seems kind of harsh to me. This girl must give great… oh, nevermind.

Big Kid didn’t get very far. The man in the car, you remember, the one that broke up the fight, signaled to the police officers that stand by the high school as the students have lunch. His futile attempt to flee was squashed by the dispatched police cruiser.

Alas, my cigarette was smoked and I went back into my office. Let’s hope something exciting happens on my next smoke break which I plan to take… now.