He Had It Coming

In fifth grade our class put on a show for the school and our parents. I don’t remember what the theme was exactly. It must have been something historical because my BFF and I were dressed as 1920’s flappers. Her mother was a seamstress and she made our costumes. Sheath dresses entirely covered in beaded fringe. I LOVED that dress! Every little movement made the beads shimmer and dance!

Like I said, I don’t remember what the show was about….what I do remember was, as we were onstage doing the Charleston, Floyd Daisy stood up in the middle of the audience and yelled at the top of his lungs, “That’s MY chick!”

He had made it quite apparent over time that he liked me. The feeling was NOT mutual but I managed to ignore him most of the time. Until the night of the show.

I was mortified when he jumped up and declared his ‘ownership’ of me! And MAD! How DARE he! I still remember how angry I was, not so much that he declared his feelings to the world but the WAY he said ‘HIS chick’ really ticked me off!

After the show I went looking for him, and when I found him I let him have it! With both barrels, as they say. I chewed him up one side and down the other and then spit him out right in front of God and everyone.

Looking back, I guess I could have been kinder and taken him off to the side and yelled at him privately………then again, he made his statement publicly…….nope, I stand by my actions……he had it coming!