june gloom on 22/9/2009 at 19:33

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Times like this I wish I didn't live in a city full of people like this. I've been lucky so far- I just act deafer than I really am when people want to give me shit. "yo nigguh ima stab ur fuk in da shit" "WHAT I CAN'T HEAR YOU SPEAK LOUDER" "I SED IMA BEET U UP" "WHAT?? I CAN'T HEAR YOU" "yo fuk dis *leave*"

Not an actual occurrance but you get the idea.

Sometimes that doesn't work, though, because instead going away, the person who just walked up to me and started gabbing at me just gabs louder. When that happens, I just act broke.

"wig wah muh fuh *mumble murmer schwing bibbity wah*" "*has no idea what the person just said, assumes they're asking for money* Sorry, I'm broke." "oh ok *leaves*"

Actual occurrence. Many, many times. Honestly, do people really think the lone white kid getting on a city bus in the middle of Over-the-Rhine has any money?

Queue on 22/9/2009 at 23:58

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I would have lost my mother fucking mind and have taken an axe to their car (which I've been known to do a few times...here and there... Hey, I drove around in Detroit a lot. Nothing said, "Don't fuck with me," like a good axe).

Glad you're okay, and handled it well -- more or less.

heretic on 23/9/2009 at 00:24

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Walking away when you can is a no-brainer, but what about the times when these animals won't let you ignore them?

Have you considered simply familiarizing yourself with your local laws and ordinances in regards to self-protection?

Use of force training is readily available, and being self-assured can make even a minor defense much more effective.

I'm not sure if your CC required such training to begin with in your state, but if not it is a boon regardless.

Either way, I hope you recover soon.

Thief13x on 23/9/2009 at 04:06

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Damn, some people are real loose cannons....really glad it worked out okay for ya in the end...coulda been alot worse

Reminds me of a trip to the storage facility in downtown Dallas this summer with my landlord and a few folks we were helping load stuff into a unit. My landlord had parked his pickup in the middle of the road between units since we (thought) we were the only ones there.

Apparently some asshole gets pissed off after waiting a few minutes (we didn't see him waiting) for us to finish unloading and burns rubber flying around the corner to go the other way. He goes up to the gate and gets out and starts powerwalking towards us screaming at the top of his lungs how we're a bunch of fags and bitches and how we're lucky he forgot his 12 gauge. I keep a hefty bottle of mace on my person at all times which I had tightly gripped in my pocket...to me it's a happy medium between a gun and a knife...I guess this story is really lame since there were 4 of us an 1 of him...lol, still, the randomly flipping out shit is just so alien to me and reminded me of this

aguywhoplaysthief on 24/9/2009 at 08:33

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Let me first say that you were in the right (speeding through residential neighborhoods is dangerous), and it's good that you didn't get seriously injured, but I'm sorry to say that you're a bit dim, and it's completely your fault that this happened.

There are bucketloads of juiced up brain stems driving Mustangs around - this is a constant, not a variable. What is a variable is not acting like a jackoff alpha male and challenging random strangers in an agressive manner; that is something that you can control, and something that you obviously did.

People get into confrontations with monkeys like these by being A) a pussy, or B) a challenger. The manner in which you carry yourself, and the way you confronted these guys comes across quite clearly from your posts, PFC Pistol Grips. Normal people with some base level of sophistication when managing other "humans" understand that there are ways that you can nudge the behavior of others without causing a blowup. Yelling at people with challenging body language is not one of them.

You don't have to "ignore" dumbass behavior. It was possible to have delivered a message to this guy in such a way that there would have been a chance (however small) that he actually may have showed a modicum of caution when entering residential areas in the future. Either you were incapable or doing that or (more likely I suspect) just got pissed-off and acted from the same instincts that Mr. Mustang was acting from, and that's why there were brass knuckles and knives in this story.

I feel quite confident when I say (and you probably know this) that you're exactly the personality type that puts brass-knuckles into the sides of people's head, only your testicles have wrinkled enough that it takes a bit more to get going.

But, you're from Ohio, so I can understand. We need to stop letting you people decide our elections.