You

His finger points straight at your face.

“I, um, well...” you bluster out.

“Silence! If you think you’re too important to learn, how about a little demonstration?”

You puzzledly ask, “of what?”

Instead of answering, the man grabs your wrists and cuffs them together.

“What the hell? You can’t do that! I’ll sue!” You scream.

The man grabs you and throws you into a stall. Before you can regain your bearings, he locks you into a stockade.

“Let me out!” You wail, but he doesn’t move an inch.

“If you don’t want to listen, perhaps you’re a hands on learner.”