I Was With a Mean Man
I hate mean people, too. I understand everybody has the occasional bad day, but mean people seem to have them everyday!
I was once with a guy who was very, very mean. I was afraid to leave, he was that mean. When I lost my granddaughter at only 13 hours old, he said: "I don't know why you're so upset, it's not like you even knew her."
I was able to escape his clutches when he found somebody to keep him supplied in drugs, he didn't want me anymore. That girl and her drugs did me one great big favor.