Don’t Disrespect My Mama
My parents, sister, and I went to a Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers concert. After the show, we returned to our hotel across the street from the arena. My dad and sister were walking ahead, and my mom and I were a few paces behind when these three obnoxiously trashed guys started talking to us. Things were fine until they took things too far—they began grabbing my mom’s behind “jokingly”.
Being the classy and awesome woman my mom was, she told them to leave us alone or she’d call the authorities on them. That’s when one of the guys stopped in front of us and spat in my mom’s face. I lost my marbles. By then, my dad had realized what was happening. He jumped in immediately. As his two friends stood by, we proceeded to beat the daylights out of the guy.
I have no regrets. Don’t ever disrespect my mama.