I got into a fight with an old man.

I was visting my grandfather who has alzhimers and dimentia at his nursing home this afternoon and it was great. We sat at his table and drank coffee. All the sudden the big mean old man who ran shit around Vimy House in the nursing home, came into the TV area and saw another old man sitting in his chair. Now the old man was rather confused at first, he was under the impression that everyone could sit there but Don ( the big mean old man) disagreed, it was his chair.

The initial blow came from Don who called the other old man a "goofball". That didn't sit too well with the old man, and there were a few more words exchanged, and the Donald called the old man a Big Fat Bad, then the old man called Don a bastard. They went and sat at there dinner tables -it was now dinner-. The other man, went to look outside the window as old people do, and Don said, "Yeah, thats the sky you big dummy. Look at those big dumb ears you got, and you big fat head, you idiot". Don was being very mean, very mean.

All the while my grandfather kept asking me if I would tell my mom to remember to get his wristwatch and bank card for when she visits him tomorrow. He also would say, "Its very friendly here (sarcastically)". Now, let's go back to Don and the old man. The old man called Don an asshole, and Don said he had a big fat mouth. The old man said that Don was the one who had the big mouth always cutting people down. Don asked the old man "whats that? you saw a Mouse, you big dummy". The old man got up and moved his seat.

For me watching and listening to the whole thing reallly angered me. I mean, to see this one guy just razzin' everybody thinking he owns everyone and everything got me so upset. You know, so mad when you feel like your stomach is beating -not your heart- and your face get so hot and red. My grandfather I could tell was getting upset too, so he said, "stop this sensesless quarelling, it's pointless". He was quite right. Don then got angry at my grandfather. He told him to stay out of other peoples business, and stop being dumb. My grandfather responded and said, "with you always being ugly spirited to other people it makes it everyones problem". Now Don didn't like this comment so much and told him to keep quiet.

This pretty much sent me overboard, and I told the Donald, "That was good advice you know, listen to it". Don was pissed. He asked me if I wanted to go to hell! I said, "No sir I don't". he laughed and said, "Then why are you taking advice from a dummy like him?".
This made me quite mad again, and I said, "Its better than taking advice from you, when I hear you speak it goes in one ear and out the other".

This made him mad and he ended by calling me a "Devil Child". I just laughed. He got mad, and my grandfather started using his hands as kind of a blabber mouth symbol, and then Don mimicked him, and started to make fun of my grandfather about making old man smacking noises and then said the "Fuck Word" to him. And the fight was over.

I met some other nice people today at the nursing home, and shook everyones hand and said goodbye to everyone excpet Don. I feel our team won the fight.

Congrats to anyone who read that.

I finished that afternoon by going to my cities local terrain park.