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I don't know how to make those flamey faces, anyway there probably aren't enough to show how this bugs me. It really hits home. I took yesterday off to maybe beat some crowds in the malls; some of the of the dregs the likes of which took your wife's packages. I'm sorry for whatever reason some people justify the need to steal from those unsuspecting or unable to protect themselves. I don't understand what sometimes drives people especially in a time of year we're supposed to be most caring of each other.
Yesterday in our mall I came upon some teens taunting a mildly retarded man about the same age as myself. It tore me to shreds inside because I have never been able to treat someone else, anyone else, that way. I walked up to him (no idea what his name was) and said, "Hey George, here you are, I was looking for you. Say, these kids aren't bothering you are they?" I'm tall and definitely not a terribly assuming person, but I was so beside myself I made threats I'm not sure I could have kept against 7-8 kids. Then I grabbed his arm and led him off to find secuity. As we were walking away, he said, "I'm not George, I'm Thomas. What's your name?" I don't hink he had a clue what happened. I told him my name then left him with security after explaining what had happened. I'm totally the opposite of a mall person and can think of a million other places I'd rather be, but now I see nothing else I can do but shadow my family anytime they go. This s%&t's gotta stop! People gotta change!
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