#broken jaw

Sometimes you find yourself waiting,
Waiting for someone to come around
And it’s hopeless, hoping to be found
Then it arrives and says, “You’re perfect, my love”

So I’m sitting in class today and out of the blue our teacher looks at a student and goes, “Oh my gosh, Connor, are you okay? I can’t believe that happened to you!” Obviously they had a prior conversation about this event, but the teacher asks him to share the story with the class. I’ll paraphrase is from his standpoint:

“So my friends and I were walking to a house to drop off a few girls late at night. I don’t know if it was a frat house or what but there wasn’t anything going on there, no parties or anything. As we’re walking, guys behind us are taunting us and trashing the girls I’m with. We get to the front steps of the house, I turn around and say "Alright guys cut it out.” Before I know it, one of the guys had walked around behind me, pulled my shoulder back and slugged me in the face with his fist. He knocked me out. I woke up and my jaw was broken, the upper part of my mouth was displaced and bleeding. I was driven home to Maine because our next door neighbor is a surgeon. He fixed up my face but I was awake the whole time. I was numb but I could feel stuff going on.“

I was totally shocked but outraged at the same time. Like what kind of low life douches have the nerve to kick somebodies ass, without an prior altercation, and run off to leave him laying in the snow with a broken jaw? And the thing is, I never would have guessed he had gotten jumped because his face was totally fixed up. It’s currently Tuesday evening and he has surgery just this past weekend. Goes to show you really never know what individuals have been through at a first glance.