Remarkably, just the other day, in an average ordinary coffee shop, an elderly woman stared at a much younger man. It was presumptuous, audacious even. The elderly woman wouldn’t take a break, and to emphasize the fact that a stare-out was indeed ‘under-way’, she spread her elbows out on her coffee table and leaned-in ---closer!
Well …The heavy-weight made the much younger man’s heart almost stop. What was going on? What could she want? Whatever he was working on, he couldn’t work on it ---now. He almost got up to run. But instead, he blew in his coffee cup and the steam swirled around his face and hid him. He nervously rolled his coffee cup in his hands …
After several more blows, and several more moments …his coffee was almost cold. Now, there was no escape. The steam was gone. The cooling coffee forced the decision: The decision to stare back at the elderly woman!
The young man turned his chair around and rested his arms on the back rest. He moved his body closer, who shucked his challenge, by focusing her beam. She squinted, narrower, tighter. It went on like this, without a break. But then, now, the much younger man just formed a crack in his interior, and it was spreading …
... Three young men were now sitting next to the elderly woman, and also, they stared at the much younger man. The pressure obviously was escalating. Several ounces of blood in the much younger man’s circulatory system made a wrong turn. The younger man couldn’t take it. He broke away ---kicking his chair ---picked up his coffee and walked towards the exit door … A Coward?!
The three men followed. They had a firm grip on his next movements. One was standing to the much younger man’s left, and another, to his right, and the last man was one step behind. “Hey Challenger!?! Or …Coward?! Do you like intimidating elderly woman.” They all said.
The much younger man, “She started it. She started everything!”
“Hey ...if you just come with us …well, you get a thousand dollars. We'll give you a thousand dollars. And you’ll get more money if you kick her ass.”
“That old lady; you want me to kick her ass?!?”
“Yes: She wants to finish the Stare Out! She thought you rebuked the challenge like a little Nancy.”
“Oh really,” he said, but the much younger man did in fact reach his hand out … One of the three men dropped ten one hundred dollar bills in his hand. “And,” he said, “The winner’s purse is one-hundred thousand dollars (100,000).”
The much younger man started laughing, “To kick her ass? That old lady?"
"Yes."
"Ya ---I’ll kick that bitch’s ass for a hundred grand!-Any day!” He started jabbing his fist into the sky. One of the three men knocked him unconscious with a blunt instrument. They carried him over a hill, up to Cole Valley, down into the ‘Haight’, and then, an “Infamous” bar where they rested him in a chair, and then tied him.
The much younger man awoke screaming and kicking. A rope circled the area around him, the crowd in the bar cheered---three feet across from him sat the Elderly Woman. She started staring at the much younger man. He stared back. He quickly blinked, she slapped him. She spit on him. She never took her eyes off him. She slapped him again, while also screaming, “Coward,” and or, “Competitor!”
The Elderly Woman wound up her arm, with a closed fist, and punched the much younger man. She peeled his skin apart right across his cheek. The blood instantly dropped. She stood up and vomited on the Much Younger Man. The crowd went crazy. The much younger man vomited too.
The Elderly Woman walked up to the trembling Much Younger Man. She untied him, before she spat on him. She sat back down in her chair and stared at him, “Hit me Nancy! Hit me!”
The Crowd; “hit her Nancy ---hit her Coward!”
The Much Younger Man gave The Elderly Woman a right cross. Her false teeth went flying into the crowd. The crowd fought hard for her false-teeth, and then, when a winner was found, she lifted the false-teeth high in the air like a trophy. The crowd in the bar cheered again.
Then, the Much Younger Man gave The Elderly Woman an upper cut, her heard snapped, jerked, undulated ---her eyeballs rolled on “Infamous” bar floor. Blood flew too! The Elderly Woman was frigging …dead!
The much younger man, now holding a bright future: Walked home carrying one hundred grand in a suitcase and an obligation to attend an elderly woman’s funeral ---but not until next week.
The End
