ROFL, that's the worst part for me, I was so disgusted with some of the behavior going on and my anger was on a steady escalation till they all left. I got between two young guys trying to fight at 2:30 AM Saturday. It was hell. My husband didn't do a thing but laugh at the goings on. All I can explain about myself is that I once again gave up. I don't know where that comes from? Why I end up feeling that way. It's like I can't beat them, so join them mentality sets in when I get fed up. I know it's that. I need to get stronger so this doesn't keep happening to me.