The guard is treating Beth as a piece of prey, as the prey she is acting as the top predator or top of the food chain and enjoying scaring the weak. She saw Beth as a teen that was up to no good, that gave her the idea that she could abuse her power in this case. “I walked toward the rack and was just reaching for an excellent pair of size 10 black silk pants marked 50 percent off, which would keep me within my budget, which would be a miracle, when a rough hand came down hard on my shoulder and spun me around. "That's not the way we play the game," Madge P. Groton, Security Guard, barked. "What?" "That's not the way we play the game," she repeated, pulling my hands behind my back and pushing me forward. "What are you talking about?" She was strong. She pushed me past a line of staring customers, into the elevator. She squeezed my hands hard. A cold fear swept through me. "What," I shouted, "are you doing?" "You were going into the elevator wearing pants you didn't pay for. We call that shoplifting around here." "No, I was-" She pressed my hands tighter. "You're hurting me!" "Shut up!" Tears stung my eyes. My chest was pounding. I had seen a TV show about what to do if you're falsely arrested. You don't fight, you calmly explain your position. There was an explanation. I would give the explanation to this person at …show more content…
Beth was an object of prey in the eyes of Madge Groton, this was based on the premises from Madge Groton pass dealing with teenagers. The analogy is strong based on the evidence in the animal world, along with how people in higher situation abuse their power based on the position they hold. “I felt my face shaking like tears were exploding inside. I was sick and terrified. My mind reached for anything. I remembered that article I'd read about sharks. If you're swimming in the ocean and a shark comes at you to attack, hit him in the nose, the expert said. I looked at Madge P. Groton, Security Shark. "No, Ma'am. Not until I get my pants back." She leaned toward me; her face was tight and mean. "You do what I teU you." I took a huge breath and looked at her hard. "No, Ma'aITI." Her face darkened. She punched a button on a large black phone, said into the receiver, 'Tve got one. Send a car." Nausea hit. I choked down vomit. My heart was beating out of my chest. Madge P. Groton, Security Guard, took her handcuffs off her belt and clinked them on the cracked linoleum floor again and again. "If we could just talk to that saleswoman," I tried, "I think we could clear this-"(Bauer,267), Power can change a person mentality, in some cases it can be positive or negative, and this can be seen in