I really would like to know what your guy's take on this is. I kind of feel bad about it.
So I rode the wonderful bus home today because I don't have my lisence yet, none the less a car. I was sitting in front of some younger boys, two 7th graders. One of them slaps my seat, they had done that yesterday too and I found it irksome. After the second time it was done I turned around, glaring(I think), and told them in a rather grumpy/flat voice that they best not do that again or they will have a problem. It was really just an empty threat to get them to not do it again. It looked like I scarred the crap out of one boy and they stopped for a while. Just before the first stop it happens again and I let it slide because I really had no idea what I was going to do about it. It happens again and I kind of go to elbow the kid's hand and turn around. I saw the guy move one seat back and go to turn around. Well the poor kid I scared sees me turn around and his eyes bulge out. He looks right at me and says "It wasn't me! I swear it was him!" I nod ans said "I know, I saw, its okay" but I felt really bad. The poor guy must have thought I was going to hurt him, even though he weighed more than me and I couldn't hurt a fly.
I'm going to say I'm sorry I "yelled" at him tommorrow if I see him and explain that I was rather irked that day. But I feel so bad right now. Poor kid's probably scared for life now.
So I rode the wonderful bus home today because I don't have my lisence yet, none the less a car. I was sitting in front of some younger boys, two 7th graders. One of them slaps my seat, they had done that yesterday too and I found it irksome. After the second time it was done I turned around, glaring(I think), and told them in a rather grumpy/flat voice that they best not do that again or they will have a problem. It was really just an empty threat to get them to not do it again. It looked like I scarred the crap out of one boy and they stopped for a while. Just before the first stop it happens again and I let it slide because I really had no idea what I was going to do about it. It happens again and I kind of go to elbow the kid's hand and turn around. I saw the guy move one seat back and go to turn around. Well the poor kid I scared sees me turn around and his eyes bulge out. He looks right at me and says "It wasn't me! I swear it was him!" I nod ans said "I know, I saw, its okay" but I felt really bad. The poor guy must have thought I was going to hurt him, even though he weighed more than me and I couldn't hurt a fly.
I'm going to say I'm sorry I "yelled" at him tommorrow if I see him and explain that I was rather irked that day. But I feel so bad right now. Poor kid's probably scared for life now.