A fellow RA came into my room today in tears. After crying for a while, she told us that she had responded to a noise complaint and the man who was responsible used his size to intimidate her, as well as make her so uncomfortable, and unsafe, that she was brought to tears.
I am a rather large man, I am 6’4″ and even though a strong wind could knock me over, many friends have told me I can be intimidating. Using my size to intimidate someone who is trying to do their job is an idea that disgusts me. I can not understand why people feel that just because they are bigger they can harm those who are smaller.
What do I always jump to help others out. I am sitting at a desk on call at my work even though I wasn’t supposed to work this weekend. Why? Because I jumped when my friend, the new guy, said he couldn’t. I volunteer before he even finished asking. I don’t want to be sitting here. I don’t want to work on a Saturday night. So why do I do this to myself?
My consular has told me multiple times to stop being so nice and willing to help. The person who is supposed to make sure I act decently in the world instructed me to be more heartless. What does that say about me?
John Always Refrains
From Creating These Haikus
Shame on his Bloodline