Dying for my Cause

The other night, I walked to my nearest shop to get a snack. It was around 8 in the evening. I walked out with my purchases. As soon as I did the shouts from the chavs hanging out outside the shop started:

"LESBO! LESBIAN! LEZ!"

I did nothing.

I wanted to turn around and scream at them to stop being so fucking ignorant. For two reasons I just walked away. One: I was outnumbered 1 to 9. I'm not that stupid. Two: The shop is on the estate. Their estate. I'm not gonna single handedly attack 9 tipsy chavs on their ground. I'm not ready to die for my cause just yet.