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Posted to Diary on Wed Apr 09, 2008 at 07:15:07 AM EST. RSS.

So this AM I wake up to put my garbage and recycling out. I see some random teenage kid taking glass bottles and subsequently tossing them across the street adjacent to mine and breaking them in the street. Probably getting them from people's recycling bins and redistributing them over the asphalt.

Not only that, but he was actually going to the larger pieces that remained in the road and then breaking them yet again to get them smaller. WTF? Now, this is one of the few remaining cobblestone streets in this city so unfortunately there are deep cracks everywhere glass and debris gets stuck in and can't get removed.

So, I say to myself "Self, I am sick and tired of these Punkass Kids coming in with their expensive color coordinated outfits, jeans, mp3 players and whatnot." So I yell to the Punkass Kid in Question "Hey! You shouldn't throw glass in the street! People are going to get hurt."

Punkass Kid in Question does the Mr. Cool thing of pretending to not have heard me. Thankfully he decided to stop listening to DJ Jazzy Jeff or Flava Flaav for a moment and took off his headphones to say "What?" I then repeated myself Louder, and with all due enunciation and alacrity "HEY! STOP BREAKING GLASS IN THE STREET AND SIDEWALK! PEOPLE'S CARS HAVE TO DRIVE OVER THAT AND YOU ARE GOING TO GET PEOPLE HURT!" Punkass in Question then looked really scared and ran away, after mumbling sorry.

This is the second time in a one week period I had to use Super Citizen Power against shenanigans. Last week some gang bangin' homies were standing outside a school throwing large rocks and ice at parked cars. The dents they were causing were hilarious, I am sure, to the property owners. So I Verbally Chastised this group of Punkass Kids in Question for their ungentlemanlike behavior. I'd like to believe that the mumbled comments about my heritage as I was walking away were an apology.

I'd like to tell you that these skirmishes were a long term victory in the war against Punkass Kids in Question. I really would. But I know likely that they're probably laughing it off 10 minutes later on their way to be retarded somewhere else. Luckily I will have a few years respite before they become undereducated and unemployable for anything else besides State Jobs at the Graybar Hotel or sucking up benefits.