I live in India, Delhi and belong to a middle class family. We had a Nepali guy as a cook and helper for the house around 6 years ago. The guy was strong as phuck. Very healthy. Had crazy biceps and people used to wonder what kinda cook looks like that. I used to be nice to the dude but I always wanted to have a fight with him. Just to see how strong I am. I always used to entice him to throw a punch at me or just start a fight somehow. One day I literally begged him for a fight. We both stood in front of eachother in the kitchen. The guy looked confused and autistic as fuck. After 2 minutes of staring at me he punched the refrigerator. It left a deep dent on the door. I was fckin shell shocked. That could have been me. We never talked much after that.
Thankfully my Dad never got to know about that incident either. Would have been really awkward otherwise.
Submitted May 02, 2015 at 05:30PM by Prashant92 http://ift.tt/1IyEDwH offmychest
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