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Here's another "Drunk asshole" story. Some of you who I'm friends with on Facebook may have already seen this. This happened at my secondary hangout, where my friend Jamie got harassed by some drunk asshole who told her that her singing sucked. I was there with her and my other friend Mike, and we were sitting out on the deck area. They usually have karaoke there in the summer, and they moved it there from the inside area back in late May or early June. I missed the actual incident because I wasn't paying a whole lot of attention. There were some women sitting at the table next to us, and some guy talking to them. Mike said something about how the guy was trying to score, which happens all the time in bars, so I really wasn't paying much attention.
A little bit later, Mike told me there were cops there. I thought he meant out in the parking lot, but I didn't see anything. Then I turned around and saw two cops inside the building. Mike told me they were looking for some guy who was on the run. I saw them look around and then make their way upstairs.
Shortly after that, I overheard some people talking, apparently about the guy the cops were looking for. I heard "He stuck his hand down her pants", and then something about "terroristic threats." Then I heard someone yell, "That's him!" I turned around just in time to see a blur flying out the door.
We later got the story from someone who was involved in the incident. She told us that the guy came over to their table and started eating her food, and when she complained, he threatened her. She just looked at him and said, "Really? You're going to threaten my life over some chicken wings?" The bartender made him pay for her food -- not sure how he got him to comply. Then he tried to stick his hand down her friend's pants. Then he said something about how he was on the run from the police in another nearby town for beating people up at bars, and if the cops showed up, he'd "shoot up the place Orlando style", or something like that. Then he took the one girl's car keys and cell phone, but I think she managed to get them back.
I later found out that the cops did eventually catch up with him. He had left his car and tried to flee on foot. They had to taze him three times to stop him. Apparently he was already on parole, so he made things a lot worse for himself by getting himself arrested like that, and of course by resisting arrest. And as if that wasn't enough, when they searched his car, they found some guns in it.
Here is an article that one of the local papers ran about the incident. Strangely enough, they didn't mention any terroristic threat charges, although they did mention him threatening to shoot up the place. And they didn't mention him being on parole, or them finding guns in his car. We talked a little bit to the girl whose food he stole before we left. Her friend was naturally upset, and she's pressing charges. She has to appear in court as a witness when the case goes to trial. One of my friends on Facebook who used to own a bar said he knew who the guy was, and saw him in a couple other bars in the area, including my primary hangout, and was shitfaced every time he saw him. He also mentioned that he had to kick him out of his bar one night for getting too aggressive with the women. Naturally, I'm not surprised.
I suppose I should be freaking out about the potentially dangerous situation I was in, especially if he decided to make good on his threat, but I can't help but laugh about the idiot who didn't know to quit while he was ahead. It wasn't enough getting in trouble in the first place. He just had to keep making things worse for himself. And of course, I had to laugh even more when I read the article and found out he ran into a pole trying to flee.
Shortly after this all happened, Jamie decided to go outside and have a cigarette, since that particular bar is non-smoking. While she was outside, some random guy asked her to give him a ride into the city. When she told him she didn't feel comfortable with that, he said, "It's because I'm Puerto Rican! If I was white, you'd do it!" I wish he would have tried that with me. I would have told him, "My wife is Puerto Rican, so you can take your race card and shove it up your ass!"
A little bit later, Mike told me there were cops there. I thought he meant out in the parking lot, but I didn't see anything. Then I turned around and saw two cops inside the building. Mike told me they were looking for some guy who was on the run. I saw them look around and then make their way upstairs.
Shortly after that, I overheard some people talking, apparently about the guy the cops were looking for. I heard "He stuck his hand down her pants", and then something about "terroristic threats." Then I heard someone yell, "That's him!" I turned around just in time to see a blur flying out the door.
We later got the story from someone who was involved in the incident. She told us that the guy came over to their table and started eating her food, and when she complained, he threatened her. She just looked at him and said, "Really? You're going to threaten my life over some chicken wings?" The bartender made him pay for her food -- not sure how he got him to comply. Then he tried to stick his hand down her friend's pants. Then he said something about how he was on the run from the police in another nearby town for beating people up at bars, and if the cops showed up, he'd "shoot up the place Orlando style", or something like that. Then he took the one girl's car keys and cell phone, but I think she managed to get them back.
I later found out that the cops did eventually catch up with him. He had left his car and tried to flee on foot. They had to taze him three times to stop him. Apparently he was already on parole, so he made things a lot worse for himself by getting himself arrested like that, and of course by resisting arrest. And as if that wasn't enough, when they searched his car, they found some guns in it.
Here is an article that one of the local papers ran about the incident. Strangely enough, they didn't mention any terroristic threat charges, although they did mention him threatening to shoot up the place. And they didn't mention him being on parole, or them finding guns in his car. We talked a little bit to the girl whose food he stole before we left. Her friend was naturally upset, and she's pressing charges. She has to appear in court as a witness when the case goes to trial. One of my friends on Facebook who used to own a bar said he knew who the guy was, and saw him in a couple other bars in the area, including my primary hangout, and was shitfaced every time he saw him. He also mentioned that he had to kick him out of his bar one night for getting too aggressive with the women. Naturally, I'm not surprised.
I suppose I should be freaking out about the potentially dangerous situation I was in, especially if he decided to make good on his threat, but I can't help but laugh about the idiot who didn't know to quit while he was ahead. It wasn't enough getting in trouble in the first place. He just had to keep making things worse for himself. And of course, I had to laugh even more when I read the article and found out he ran into a pole trying to flee.
Shortly after this all happened, Jamie decided to go outside and have a cigarette, since that particular bar is non-smoking. While she was outside, some random guy asked her to give him a ride into the city. When she told him she didn't feel comfortable with that, he said, "It's because I'm Puerto Rican! If I was white, you'd do it!" I wish he would have tried that with me. I would have told him, "My wife is Puerto Rican, so you can take your race card and shove it up your ass!"
He is my Black Dragon (and yes, a good one) strong, protective, the guardian. I am his Silver Dragon, always by his side, shining for him, cherishing him.
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