This Is Not A Democracy

So, yeah - I got voted scariest psycho in SJA at work, this afternoon.

Second was Stu, who is a sweet, baby-faced guy from Operations.

Third was Gary From Youth who was shockingly fierce in action. He's not much taller than me and pretty slight, at first glance - and always really friendly and quite sweet - but I saw I the guy's arms and shoulders in action and he is one crzybtch. It's funny to watch him do the role-plays to diffuse the situation, because you can see him get all tense and that he clearly just wants to beat the fuck out of the actor/teacher.

I actually felt like I was in a competition with him to see who could be the (unexpected) scariest mofo in SJA. Which was amusing, because he's the guy I had a crush on in the past.

There was a moment at first when they had us starting to lash out pre-emptively and instead of diffusing the situation I fronted George up; next thing was an attack where we had to repeatedly hit them in the face and drive them back, using pads at face level, while yelling. When I'd finished George said, "Blimey - you like that bit more than talking, then?!"

We had to do full-on fighting off an attack as the last part, today, and both of the guys - Mark the little Asian guy and George the huge white guy - received a serious fucking beating. They both said that I was really fierce and Mark in particular was impressed by the kicking - and he's a martial arts expert.

My main downfall was that once I'd got them on the floor I kept kicking the fuck out of them, instead of running away (which meant they could grab my leg and I could drop onto their chests with fourteen stone of hotmomma, on my knees - mehehehehehe). But it did the job... even if I did dislocate part of my hand, briefly (wonky joints - I do it all the time).

Ancestral Warrior Heritage For Teh Win.





On a less aggressive note, I so want to go Sea Fishing In Norfolk OMG. Food! Sea! Fish!

Also, I found a place that delivers fresh oysters.

*dead*