Went to the Sunderland air show today with the missus. Had a pretty good time until heading back when a drunken youth and his mates shouted "How much did you pay for her" at the missus and I.
This is the first time since returning to live in the UK that I have had any issues with being married to a non-British person. It was also the first time in years that the red mist decended, my reptilian brain kicked in and I chased the three lads down the street shouting like a demented mad man to repeat themeselves. They of course wouldn't, and also wouldn't strike first, and as I regained mental control, I realised that getting in bother for figthing and potentially losing my job wasn't worth the hassle and walked away.
A friendly hard looking lad with his wife said he would have kept the other two away had it kicked off and had a decent natter on the way up the street with us.
The missus was all set to knuckle down and scrap, little fighter that she is, thakfully she didn't.
Strange old feeling those few moments of loss of control.
When did you last go into your reptilian brain and have the red mist descend?
So, how much...OK I get the message 
Thankfully it's never happened to me but I can imagine it, mainly down to car vandalism!
My last red mist incident was last summer when some pissed chav started screaming abuse in my face and then threw his drink over me in the street.
I just kicked him in the bollocks and watched him collapse into the fetal position and start sobbing and clutching the remains of his probably shattered testicles.
Hasn't happened since but it used to happen a lot. If I had had a few too many beers and someone made a single comment I didnt like I would beat the shit out of them. I threw someone down a flight of stairs once in a fit of rage after a comment was made about me looking like "a ****ing fag".
I struggle not to lose it, but these days I try more to keep a lid on it and not let anything happen.
OP Wheres your missus from?
So if you kicked off whilst pissed at the slightest comment, you were as bad as the bloke you kicked in the past then?
I threw someone down a flight of stairs once in a fit of rage after a comment was made about me looking like "a ****ing fag".
I've got a pretty short fuse and can quite quickly accelerate to shouting.. swearing and [i]thoughts[/i] of violence..
But surely you should be locked up or on medication?
So if you kicked off whilst pissed at the slightest comment, you were as bad as the bloke you kicked in the past then?
Pretty much yes. Hence I took a lot of counselling and realised that I simply had to change. I'm not going into detail on a public forum, but talking to someone about issues affecting me and anger management problems helped me to keep control.
Never really had any comments about me or my missus. Well apart from two local women in Hebden Bridge who told her and her friend that they didn't like outsiders coming in and they'd lived their all their lives etc. I almost stepped in and said 'you know that shiny, posh place up Elland bypass- you know Huddersfield. Well thats where we are from and its better luv' than a druggy-stopover in Halifax! (I actually just stopped myself and from giggling thinking about it) 😆
I struggle not to lose it, but these days I try more to keep a lid on it and not let anything happen.
I don't really have that problem. Last time I did something out of anger was chasing a bus driver down who forced me into a kerb when he decided to charge past parked cars after stopping at a bus stop before the cars on his side of the road when I was already part way down the stretch of road.
Photographed his bus and number and emailed the company telling them what had happened, received and apology from the company which and a confirmation they would speak to the driver.
Hora - Thai, which is unfortunate for her in that she is stereotyped by a lot of people here.
She has had a few problems with a couple of bus drivers that do her college route.One for racism calling her a f'''ing foreigner and she should f''' off home, the other for refusing her bus pass on several occasions because he claimed it was the wrong pass. They were swiftly sorted out.
Other than that, no problems that I am aware of.
Having worked overseas in effectively singular societies (best way of describing it). It's interesting (and somewhat frustrating) being on the receiving end of predjudism and racism because of where I am from or thought to be from.
I fondly remember arguing the point in Korea with a new restaurant that had opened up near our apartment that I should be allowed in because in fact I wasn't American and therefore the No Americans sign didn't apply to me.
When I was about 10 at a guess.
Just ignore the idiots. Taking the bate and falling to their level is exactly what they want. Plus you never know if they're carrying a knife etc. They're just jealous they haven't got a wife who loves them long time.
[i]The missus was all set to knuckle down and scrap[/i] She sounds nice.
I tend to laugh at things like that rather than chase people down in a fit of rage. Unless the abuse is physical then it's not worth the effort. But then again I'm a grown man with a wife and child so I don't really get into these situations.
I tend to laugh at things like that rather than chase people down in a fit of rage. Unless the abuse is physical then it's not worth the effort. But then again I'm a grown man with a wife and child so I don't really get into these situations.
That is how I normally am. A fairly placid, accepting person. I was really shocked that I snapped like that, because it's unlike me. Not to worry, a few hours of meditation will balance me back out.
She sounds nice.
Sometimes
It's not really about being accepting, it's more about knowing how to keep control.
It's not really about being accepting, it's more about knowing how to keep control.
Which is something I had to learn working in countries with different cultures and very different methods of working.
Last time I lost it was couple years ago now.
Been night shift all week. And had got up early on the Saturday morning to go to cashpoint at the local asdas to draw some money out.
Half asleep and groggy I managed to get my pin number wrong ..3times...and had the card taken.
Fuming with myself, I got into the car and pulled out without looking, almost going into a passing car. The car driver jestured at me for being an idiot.
Accepting his opinion, I said sorry. But he wouldnt let it go. And carried on calling me all the names. Once again I said sorry.
And on and on he went...I could feel my patience about to evaporate, so once again, said sorry and gestured to him to go away.
Nope, he still had some new names to call me...to which I cut him off mid-sentence to tell him to f*ck-@ff quickly!
He then appeared to be getting out of his car. So pretty much losing it by the second, I didnt want to be sat in the car by the time he got to me...by time I jumped out of my car I had seriously lost it.
The guy must have seen this and began to pull-off.
I had totally lost it by now, and must have had an incredible hulk moment because I tried to get at the bloke by pulling his car back...I managed to grab hold of the rear wind-screen wiper, which came off in my hand to my now uncontrolled anger.
I vaguely remember throwing the wiper at the car whilst shouting and swearing to the driver to come back.
Fuming still, I turned back around to get into my car....there was a crowd of 60-70 people staring at me in total disbelief...oops!
There are some seriously scary and mental people on here. WTF makes you behave in such a crazy way, do you hate your wife/kids/job/life?
I actually read that as flacid. No offence I'm tired 😆A fairly placid
When you're a shortarse (without SMC), you learn that reacting to Red Mists is likely to get you a hiding 🙂
There are some seriously scary and mental people on here.
Well, there certainly are a fair few who seem to take some perverse pride in their shoddy past behaviour and lack of self control.
I find it helps being 6ft 4 and about 15 1/2 stone when you tell w@nkers to f@ck off they usually listen
I'm bi polar, lose it completely and get sectioned about once a year on average, nowt to be proud of though. 🙁
"There are some seriously scary and mental people on here."
Not after me being repeatedly on a locked Psychiatric ward and pumped full of chlopromazine they're not, they'd barely even raise an eyebrow round here.
Oh and the last time, I was stood on a snooker table in an Irish pub in Liverpool throwing snooker balls and shouting "Come and get it you Fenian f***rs"
Not in fact one of my better ideas at all.
I actually read that as flacid. No offence I'm tired
Not quite sure how to take that. Should I be bashful that Hora is thinking about my flacid member or not?
There are some seriously scary and mental people on here. WTF makes you behave in such a crazy way, do you hate your wife/kids/job/life?
It's the "what if" factor that comes into some peoples lives at various points. It is what stopped the mist today. It's what stopped me riding motorbikes as well, but then I was again living and riding in countries where road rules were an afterthought.
The whole "what if" thing has had some interesting levels of control on my life to date.
Yet, I have several close friends that the "what if" doesn't matter to.
It's happened twice - each time protecting my brothers (or at least trying) I know (from how my inbuilt protective mentality kicked in on each occasion that I would have fought until I couldn't stand. Looking back it ain't clever, it's just what you do for people you love if you can.
(and I am a teeny 5'7" guy so not used to throwing what little weight I have around
Not for quite a while now, which is good. I was rather an angry young man and the list of broken things and people that trail in my wake is long and embarrassing. I'm glad I'm not like that now.
I bit the nose off a lolly pop lady yesterday.
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I disagree - as a shortarse myself I have always found confronting people works better. I guess they must assume I mist have Kung Fu tricks or otherwise I wouldn't try it on.
Just yesterday when a car jumped the red light which nearly went into a head on collision with ours (mate was driving). Piss me off big time. I only managed to give him the finger 👿
jahwomble - MemberOh and the last time, I was stood on a snooker table in an Irish pub in Liverpool throwing snooker balls and shouting "Come and get it you Fenian f***rs"
Not in fact one of my better ideas at all.
🙂