I promise you that no one wants to have a pillow fight with you on the street. (And if you’ve seen any of the Transporter movies you will know that Rule #4 is to never make a promise that you cannot keep.) This will be tough to hear, but you aren’t injecting a bit of fun into someone’s dull routine. You aren’t spreading joy both with the person you encounter and with the people who will find and share your video on-line. (Believe me, I wish I didn’t have to be the one to tell you this. I truly wish that anyone else did!) It’s easy the believe that everyone interprets the world the way that you do, and it is difficult to step outside of your mind and heart and try to view a situation through someone else’s (much more reasonable, in this case!) eyes — I understand that. And that is why I’m writing you this letter. Take a deep breath. I want you to know that you are disrupting someone who is minding their own business, and just trying to get through the day they were given. Do they fight back with the pillow you provide them? Sure. They have been forced into an odd and uneasy situation — they are nonplussed, you haven’t given them the time to form an exit strategy. They are not having fun. We are not having fun. “ARE WE HAVING FUN YET?” No. This isn’t your fault. Just kidding. Yes it is. Stop it!
PS: Bed bugs.
Or maybe it’s staged. Who cares. JUST DON’T DO IT! (Via Uproxx.)