I went to an office mate who has been getting on my nerves and told him:
"Let's go outside in the courtyard and fight. It is muddy and will soften our falls. If you don't want to get your clothes dirty, we can fight on the sidewalk. It will do us both good. You wanted to fight Friday night. Why not now? Come on, it'll do us both good to get our asses kicked."
He refused. I want to say he was lucky or smart, but I still think it would have done both of us good. As my Dad used to say, "Some people won't be satisfied until they get the shit kicked of them." I know the office mate is like that.
And I might be too.
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