WHEN KEEPING IT REAL GOES WRONG

nearly caught a beatdown on saturday from some drunken little chinese man. he wasn't really doing anything, just kept harassing somebody i was with and pushing into me. when i told him to fuck off he took off his coat and stepped to me like Bolo from enter the dragon. same build, expression and everything. just about half his height. needless to say i was shook. fighting is a weird one for me nowadays. a couple years back i would have gladly got into it with him. a sense of fear and responsibility made me back down. that and i didn't want to get my head kicked off for no reason. not sure if those two things equal sense or old age. maybe both. maybe none. maybe i've just turned pussy.