Tuesday, September 25, 2007

My Partner and I thought long and hard about what we should do for our act of deviant behavior. We wanted to do something good, but nothing too serious. Finally we thought of something to do. I was to walk in to Burger King, fill up a soda and spike it on to the floor in front of the workers behind the counter. Kristen and I decided that I was going to do the act and she would pretend to be just another customer eating and observe all the reactions inside.
When our idea first arose I did not see it to be such a big deal. I have done things in public before which were embarrassing. I knew I would be nervous to do it but I didn’t think I would have as hard of a time as I did.
When Friday morning finally came I was so nervous to do it. I started trying to think of something else I could do that wouldn’t be as hard. The thought of walking in, filling up my soda and then spiking it to the floor kept sounding harder and harder as we got closer to leaving. We took separate cars and I got there a few minutes after Kristen so she could get her food and sit down. When I got there I was so nervous to go in and ended up sitting in the parking lot for a few minutes before I got the courage to go in. I kept telling myself to just get up and do it and not hesitate when I get in there. Why was this so hard to do? This question played over and over in my head as I sat there in the parking lot. A simple act of deviance, which wasn’t even that bad, was a lot harder to do than I thought.
As I walked from the car in to the Burger King down on route nine I was so nervous, but knew once I got in there I had to do it without hesitation. I walked in and ordered a medium soda, walked over to fill it up with coke and then returned to the front counter in front of the workers. At this point there was a man with kids and another woman about in her thirties standing at the counter. I looked at the workers and the customers and spiked my soda to the floor. Then I proceeded to turn around and leave as fast as I could. I was pretty much jogging to the car. I didn’t even want to look back I kept thinking that the young guy who rang me up was going to come out after me.
When I returned to Siena I realized that my heart was still pounding and I was breathing slightly heavier. I waited for Kristen and her friend who sat with her to come back. When they got to Siena we all just started laughing. She told me all the reactions of the workers inside. There was a young man and younger woman behind the counter and another woman, maybe fifty years of age, who was sweeping the floor in the back. Kristen told me that the young guy got mad and said “what a dick, is that kid serious.” I laughed when I heard that he cursed like that. The younger woman actually laughed, but in disbelief. She said “that was totally unnecessary.” These two workers told the other woman what happened because she was sweeping in the back and did no see it. She began to clean it up shaking her head in anger.
Another set of reactions which Kristen told me about, were that of the customers. Luckily I was far enough away from them where they didn’t really get wet. The man with his kids stared at me the entire way until I got in my car and drove away, and then told his kids to watch out and move away from the soda. The woman behind him gave the workers a weird look and waited to see their reactions.
I was so happy to get back in my car and drive to Siena after doing it. I was so relieved it was over. When it was done it really wasn’t so bad after all and made for a really good laugh afterwards.