had this conversation with friends at home, so now I'm lettin the extended fam weigh in-here's what happend:
Amy n I are going to a grocery store after finishing work (2pm) for some drinks n lunch stuff. I pull up to park outside store on the street (store is downtown in Milw, busy area) so we can run in-n-out. The only spot open is on the end but there is a guy (whom I will refer to as a "bum" for lack of better word) STANDING in the parking spot with his eyes closed-like he's sleepin...in the street, 2 feet from a prking meter.
I beep at the guy, he opens his eyes n backs up onto the sidewalk. I think all is well, pull in n back up a lil so Amy isnt gettin out the car right in front of the bum.
We walk to the door to go inside n Amy tells me to trun around-the bum is now out in the street, on the drivers' side on Amy's brand-new 300C (we just got this car back in April '06. Black on black, so its hard enuf to keep clean) and I cant see where the guy's hands are....I walk back toward car n into street-the guy is grabbing the door handle so I immediately start barking at the guy "Get the F**K away from my car!" as Im walking. When Im about 10 feet away, he finally goes back around to the sidewalk. At this point, a passer-by yells to me that this guy is in fact homeless, usually on meds too (yay) and his bag of belongings is about 50' away in between the grocery store n adjacent building. This bum is still wearing hospital scrub pants n shirt under his 300-year-old jacket so I can believe this guy has issues, but then I also noticed his left hand is bandaged and guaze is half bled-thru...
I tell guy repeatedly to stay away from my car-he seems to not even hear me although Im standing 3' away.
I walk for the entrance again, and Amy stops me before I get 50'-the guy is walking back around to the drivers' side again. (at this point, I yell to Amy to go get security from the grocery store)
Now, Im gettn upset so I use ahh...the most colorful language I can come up with to impress upon this guy that I am upset by him touching the black car in front of him, that happens to be MINE. I try to stress to him the importance of moving away from the vehicle for his own well-being, and I make him aware of my waning patience with him....he moves around after I get close enuf to swing...
I wait till he is back on sidewalk, at least 10' from the car-I have to yell at him to back up that far. Then I head for the door again...I get 10' and turn to check-the bum is now reaching for the passenger-side doorhandle and shaking it hard (its locked-duh).
Well....I lost it (sort of) at this point. I walked right for the guy (oh yeah-this bum is about 5' 6", 270lbs...not a crack-head bum...a big, fat bum...a big, fat, nutso, bleeding bum) and shove him hard to get him off the car (while yelling at him as loud as I can to STILL get the f away n just walk off somewhere else)-he shrugs off my shove and now since he's been moved back a few steps, he goes for the door again (which I am now standing in between him n it) while sneering at me....sorry folks, but I gave him a full-on knockdown push which sent him rolling over my hood, and back onto his butt in front of the car...now he finally starts speaking but I cant make out what he's saying...just muttering crap. Im still yelling at him to just go away, and he's obviously not getting it.
Finally, Amy comes out with a Cop n I explain what happend n he asks if I want to press charges or let'em go. I did want to press charges, because this guy was attempting to break into my car...repeatedly!
so, we took him into the back of store (after Cop cuffed him) to wait for a wagon, and these two jaggoffs come at me with words that REALLY made me wanna knock THEM out:
One jerk hears that I'm gettn the cops involved, and says "YOU are calling the cops? I was gunna call them on YOU for what YOU did" i told him if he tried to break into my car....I would have done much worse.
Then some other candy-azz is tryin to walk along with me, the bum, n the cop telling me that he's in the medical field, and this guy obviously has medical problems-so I was way outta line reacting the way I did.
i asked that dink if I looked like I was in the "medical field"....then I explained how I spend more time sending people INTO emergency rooms than I do sending them OUT.
So....my guys (who deal with the same s**t I do) all agreed I was very nice in how I handled it-the guy still had all his bones where they were supposed to be, all his teeth (I think), etc...
all my other bros think I am a magnet for drama...its my fault because I could have just parked somewhere else, and then I wouldn't have to worry about 'crazy Eddie' feelin-up Amy's car....their idea is to be as non-confrontational as possible. If that were me-I'd have to quit my side job n basically never walk into a bar again. People pick fights with me on GP when they get drunk or upset...I dont TRY to fight them, I just try to get rid of them-just like I did with this bum....n if they want to keep coming back for more..........well, ole' Diesel's got a big can in the back pocket for those occaisions too.
now....how do I order groceries online?
Amy n I are going to a grocery store after finishing work (2pm) for some drinks n lunch stuff. I pull up to park outside store on the street (store is downtown in Milw, busy area) so we can run in-n-out. The only spot open is on the end but there is a guy (whom I will refer to as a "bum" for lack of better word) STANDING in the parking spot with his eyes closed-like he's sleepin...in the street, 2 feet from a prking meter.
I beep at the guy, he opens his eyes n backs up onto the sidewalk. I think all is well, pull in n back up a lil so Amy isnt gettin out the car right in front of the bum.
We walk to the door to go inside n Amy tells me to trun around-the bum is now out in the street, on the drivers' side on Amy's brand-new 300C (we just got this car back in April '06. Black on black, so its hard enuf to keep clean) and I cant see where the guy's hands are....I walk back toward car n into street-the guy is grabbing the door handle so I immediately start barking at the guy "Get the F**K away from my car!" as Im walking. When Im about 10 feet away, he finally goes back around to the sidewalk. At this point, a passer-by yells to me that this guy is in fact homeless, usually on meds too (yay) and his bag of belongings is about 50' away in between the grocery store n adjacent building. This bum is still wearing hospital scrub pants n shirt under his 300-year-old jacket so I can believe this guy has issues, but then I also noticed his left hand is bandaged and guaze is half bled-thru...
I tell guy repeatedly to stay away from my car-he seems to not even hear me although Im standing 3' away.
I walk for the entrance again, and Amy stops me before I get 50'-the guy is walking back around to the drivers' side again. (at this point, I yell to Amy to go get security from the grocery store)
Now, Im gettn upset so I use ahh...the most colorful language I can come up with to impress upon this guy that I am upset by him touching the black car in front of him, that happens to be MINE. I try to stress to him the importance of moving away from the vehicle for his own well-being, and I make him aware of my waning patience with him....he moves around after I get close enuf to swing...
I wait till he is back on sidewalk, at least 10' from the car-I have to yell at him to back up that far. Then I head for the door again...I get 10' and turn to check-the bum is now reaching for the passenger-side doorhandle and shaking it hard (its locked-duh).
Well....I lost it (sort of) at this point. I walked right for the guy (oh yeah-this bum is about 5' 6", 270lbs...not a crack-head bum...a big, fat bum...a big, fat, nutso, bleeding bum) and shove him hard to get him off the car (while yelling at him as loud as I can to STILL get the f away n just walk off somewhere else)-he shrugs off my shove and now since he's been moved back a few steps, he goes for the door again (which I am now standing in between him n it) while sneering at me....sorry folks, but I gave him a full-on knockdown push which sent him rolling over my hood, and back onto his butt in front of the car...now he finally starts speaking but I cant make out what he's saying...just muttering crap. Im still yelling at him to just go away, and he's obviously not getting it.
Finally, Amy comes out with a Cop n I explain what happend n he asks if I want to press charges or let'em go. I did want to press charges, because this guy was attempting to break into my car...repeatedly!
so, we took him into the back of store (after Cop cuffed him) to wait for a wagon, and these two jaggoffs come at me with words that REALLY made me wanna knock THEM out:
One jerk hears that I'm gettn the cops involved, and says "YOU are calling the cops? I was gunna call them on YOU for what YOU did" i told him if he tried to break into my car....I would have done much worse.
Then some other candy-azz is tryin to walk along with me, the bum, n the cop telling me that he's in the medical field, and this guy obviously has medical problems-so I was way outta line reacting the way I did.
i asked that dink if I looked like I was in the "medical field"....then I explained how I spend more time sending people INTO emergency rooms than I do sending them OUT.
So....my guys (who deal with the same s**t I do) all agreed I was very nice in how I handled it-the guy still had all his bones where they were supposed to be, all his teeth (I think), etc...
all my other bros think I am a magnet for drama...its my fault because I could have just parked somewhere else, and then I wouldn't have to worry about 'crazy Eddie' feelin-up Amy's car....their idea is to be as non-confrontational as possible. If that were me-I'd have to quit my side job n basically never walk into a bar again. People pick fights with me on GP when they get drunk or upset...I dont TRY to fight them, I just try to get rid of them-just like I did with this bum....n if they want to keep coming back for more..........well, ole' Diesel's got a big can in the back pocket for those occaisions too.
now....how do I order groceries online?
