So I am the bad guy???
At the friendly little family restaurant I have worked at for the past 29 years. If you are kitchen staff and you have a hang nail or some other grievous injury. I am the friendly face you speak to scheduling your much needed time off to heal. Last evening in the middle of the supper rush one of my dishwashers could not carry on. Was in too much pain." Why" I ask? Early in the morning, 3 a.m. he fell of his bicycle. "Why were you riding your bicycle at 3 a.m." I ask. "I was going to the 24 hour gas station to get cigarettes for my girl friend" he replies. "If she wants cigarettes that badly why doesn't she go get them herself?". I ask. "Because she is 7 months pregnant" he tells me. Now this blessed example of humanity already has 2 kids from 2 other guys. I know her personally. I know her Dad. She lives in a government subsidized apartment and the boyfriend, my dishwasher lives with her under the table so they don't loose the welfare apartment. So all the co-workers are all "Oooh poor feller" And "Let me lift that for you" And I, pondering all the information I have and all the back stories I know Say...... "You Stupid S.O.B. Why the Hell were you riding a bicycle down a dark road in the middle of the night to get cigarettes for your pregnant girlfriend in the first place? Don't you have any parenting responsibility? We all pay for your girlfriend and her kids and her lazy ass and your letting her smoke so we all have to pay even more for the kids healthcare when it is born addicted to nicotine! People like you make me sick! If you don't want to work don't let the door hit you on the way out because I have a list right here a dozen names long of people who actually want to work!" Now suck it up or punch out!"
And I am the bad guy???????
here I am just giving loving fatherly advice, and the room thought I was the bad guy?