I've promised and promised I would tell this story as soon as I had all the critical information, and now I do......
I now present you fellow CSers the story of Crazy John. He is feared and loathed by everyone in town (that is, the town my parents still live in). He is the ultimate SC, even if he can't mentally help that fact, he is still dangerous.
There are many different stories and theories about why Crazy John is the way he is. Some kids in school told me that he had a bad experience in Vietnam (isn't that always an excuse?) and was never the same when he returned. Others say that he was kicked in the head by a horse, and his brain never fully recovered. Others would say that he had a tumor the size of a tennis ball growing on his brain, and although it was succesfully removed, it affected him mentally in many ways. Others will say that he was struck by lightening. Some have even said that he was adbucted by aliens.
Whatever the case may be, Crazy John is C R A Z Y.
He looks like a homeless bum. He never changes his clothes nor showers. He grew his hair out past his shoudlers and his beard was becoming alarmingly Amish-like.
Thankfully, he does not own a car. Although, that does not stop him from taking the local taxis (how he affords it, I don't know) or angrily pacing the streets of the city, causing doom and mayhem wherever he goes.
No lie, he has been kicked out of EVERY store in the city at least once or twice. He has been banned from several establishments indefinetly. He has been hauled away by the police more times than anyone wants to recall. Employees who have only been sworn at or spat at are the lucky ones. The unlucky ones are those who have been mauled or grabbed while awaiting the police. Our local policemen are brave souls. They won't even allow the few women officers to apprehend Crazy John, because he would most likely beat them senseless before they could pull a gun on him. It has taken as many as 5 officers to take Crazy John down. Of course, psychotic behavior is a side effect of heavy methamphetamine use....it can make anyone as strong as a horse. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, he has a horrible drug problem (how he affords that, I have no clue). As a matter of fact, he has a son in prison for meth use (whoever wanted to procreate with him, I have NO idea).
No lie as well, if one were to call the police and say "Crazy John is in my store", no questions would be asked, because several officers would be en route immediately. I called the police on him ONCE, and a squad car was at the gas station within 3 minutes.
One day Crazy John was in the store. You never know when he is going to snap. He bought some beef jerky. The owner of the store hid behind the displays of candy and winked at me. Crazy John slammed his fist onto the counter and tried to spit some half chewed jerky at me. "THIS JERKY TASTES LIKE SHIT!" he asked.
I tried to remain calm and asked, "Do you want your money back, John?"
He turned beet red and said, "What the FUCK are you staring at?!" and then immediately, the owner of the store said "John you watch your mouth or get out!" Weirdly enough, Crazy John listened, and left.
Crazy John has been known to hang around the courthouse where my mother works. Many times, he has hidden behind bushes, and as women press their button on their chain to open their cardoors, and he has bolted into their cars and scared the shit out of them. My mother was scared to wait for my father to pick her up after work for weeks because of this crazy bastard.
Why isn't he locked away in the looney bin or rotting in prison where he belongs? Because too many people stand up for him. Too many people claim that he doesn't know what he's doing and that he can't help his behavior. A police officer once told me that no matter how many times they arrest him, they cannot hold him for more than a day. It seems that every poor soul who has ever been attacked by him has felt "bad" for him and dropped the charges. He has never been sentenced to anything or been given more than disordery conduct fines. All assault charges have been dropped. Unfortunately, banning and kicking him out of stores hasn't helped either, because he will ALWAYS come stumbling back.
Then Crazy John disappeared. No one knew for months where he had went. There is still no real information available, except for that in some store, somewhere in town, Crazy John lost it, an employee lost it, the police were called, and charges WERE pressed. He is now getting the help that he needs, and he hopefully will NOT be seeing the light of day or be allowed to bother anyone else for a very long time.
At least we'll be rid of Crazy John for a while.......that's a relief in itself. The town can breathe easily again and managers and employees alike will not have to deal with his antics for a while either.
Crazy son of a bitch belongs in a rubber room for the rest of eternity.
I now present you fellow CSers the story of Crazy John. He is feared and loathed by everyone in town (that is, the town my parents still live in). He is the ultimate SC, even if he can't mentally help that fact, he is still dangerous.
There are many different stories and theories about why Crazy John is the way he is. Some kids in school told me that he had a bad experience in Vietnam (isn't that always an excuse?) and was never the same when he returned. Others say that he was kicked in the head by a horse, and his brain never fully recovered. Others would say that he had a tumor the size of a tennis ball growing on his brain, and although it was succesfully removed, it affected him mentally in many ways. Others will say that he was struck by lightening. Some have even said that he was adbucted by aliens.
Whatever the case may be, Crazy John is C R A Z Y.
He looks like a homeless bum. He never changes his clothes nor showers. He grew his hair out past his shoudlers and his beard was becoming alarmingly Amish-like.
Thankfully, he does not own a car. Although, that does not stop him from taking the local taxis (how he affords it, I don't know) or angrily pacing the streets of the city, causing doom and mayhem wherever he goes.
No lie, he has been kicked out of EVERY store in the city at least once or twice. He has been banned from several establishments indefinetly. He has been hauled away by the police more times than anyone wants to recall. Employees who have only been sworn at or spat at are the lucky ones. The unlucky ones are those who have been mauled or grabbed while awaiting the police. Our local policemen are brave souls. They won't even allow the few women officers to apprehend Crazy John, because he would most likely beat them senseless before they could pull a gun on him. It has taken as many as 5 officers to take Crazy John down. Of course, psychotic behavior is a side effect of heavy methamphetamine use....it can make anyone as strong as a horse. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, he has a horrible drug problem (how he affords that, I have no clue). As a matter of fact, he has a son in prison for meth use (whoever wanted to procreate with him, I have NO idea).
No lie as well, if one were to call the police and say "Crazy John is in my store", no questions would be asked, because several officers would be en route immediately. I called the police on him ONCE, and a squad car was at the gas station within 3 minutes.
One day Crazy John was in the store. You never know when he is going to snap. He bought some beef jerky. The owner of the store hid behind the displays of candy and winked at me. Crazy John slammed his fist onto the counter and tried to spit some half chewed jerky at me. "THIS JERKY TASTES LIKE SHIT!" he asked.
I tried to remain calm and asked, "Do you want your money back, John?"
He turned beet red and said, "What the FUCK are you staring at?!" and then immediately, the owner of the store said "John you watch your mouth or get out!" Weirdly enough, Crazy John listened, and left.
Crazy John has been known to hang around the courthouse where my mother works. Many times, he has hidden behind bushes, and as women press their button on their chain to open their cardoors, and he has bolted into their cars and scared the shit out of them. My mother was scared to wait for my father to pick her up after work for weeks because of this crazy bastard.
Why isn't he locked away in the looney bin or rotting in prison where he belongs? Because too many people stand up for him. Too many people claim that he doesn't know what he's doing and that he can't help his behavior. A police officer once told me that no matter how many times they arrest him, they cannot hold him for more than a day. It seems that every poor soul who has ever been attacked by him has felt "bad" for him and dropped the charges. He has never been sentenced to anything or been given more than disordery conduct fines. All assault charges have been dropped. Unfortunately, banning and kicking him out of stores hasn't helped either, because he will ALWAYS come stumbling back.
Then Crazy John disappeared. No one knew for months where he had went. There is still no real information available, except for that in some store, somewhere in town, Crazy John lost it, an employee lost it, the police were called, and charges WERE pressed. He is now getting the help that he needs, and he hopefully will NOT be seeing the light of day or be allowed to bother anyone else for a very long time.
At least we'll be rid of Crazy John for a while.......that's a relief in itself. The town can breathe easily again and managers and employees alike will not have to deal with his antics for a while either.
Crazy son of a bitch belongs in a rubber room for the rest of eternity.
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