Once I was coming out of a physical therapy center in a city 25km northeast of Napoli. Four teens (14ish) were sitting on the stairs (2 girls, 2 boys). As I stepped toward them, I said “Excuse me”, the two girls stood up, and one the boys retracted his extended leg. There is one boy who looked like a little jerk looked at me and did not move an inch. He continue to block the entire width of the stair with his extended leg. I stopped and looked at him and said “Mi Scusi”, his friend pushed him a bit to tell him to move his leg. He didn’t, so I stepped over him. Since I don’t speak much Italian, it wasn’t useful for me to say anything. For a moment, I thought about kicking his head against the wall or throw him off to the floor. However, I did not do anything to harm him. I just walked away and called the security later. Kids today have fewer respect than those in my early ’80s generation.
Once I was coming out of a physical therapy center in a city 25km northeast of Napoli. Four teens (14ish) were sitting on the stairs (2 girls, 2 boys). As I stepped toward them, I said “Excuse me”, the two girls stood up, and one the boys retracted his extended leg. There is one boy who looked like a little jerk looked at me and did not move an inch. He continue to block the entire width of the stair with his extended leg. I stopped and looked at him and said “Mi Scusi”, his friend pushed him a bit to tell him to move his leg. He didn’t, so I stepped over him. Since I don’t speak much Italian, it wasn’t useful for me to say anything. For a moment, I thought about kicking his head against the wall or throw him off to the floor. However, I did not do anything to harm him. I just walked away and called the security later. Kids today have fewer respect than those in my early ’80s generation.