Don't get me wrong, I am polite, but that's where my interaction with most people outside of my immediate circle of loved ones ends-unless you hurt someone I care about. Woe to the person who does something to hurt the ones I love.
This applies equally to anyone who might do something I consider wrong towards those I love-be they in laws that treat my Hubby like crap, or boyfriends who commit some dastardly deed, or another kid making fun of my kidlets, seeing one of them hurt makes me go all Mama Bear. I find myself with mixed feelings-part of me wants to pin the offender in a tree and (metaphorically) rip their heads off, and part of me wants to take my little bear in need of love and nurse them back to health.
Usually I choose the latter, and I spend my time baking cookies for my loved one and giving them lots of encouragement, but the whole time, on the inside, I feel like this:
So crappy relatives, *&%$! exes, neighborhood bullies, stupid bosses, IRS agents, or any one else who might be thinking of slighting my loved ones:
You've Been Warned.