A few nights ago I drove to go and practice hitting some golf balls, I’m terrible, and so decided to stop at a shop on the way there.

Now I’m just in my own world, thoughts flowing constantly and so don’t think much of the shouting as I go into the shop; which has its doors open.

As I go in I can hear someone shouting get out but still I don’t realise he’s talking to me. Then I notice a dude without a shirt on approaching me menacingly, now I’m not a fighter but I instinctively turn into more a fighter stance and receive the hardest thigh kick I’ve ever had as he says leave.

Now you don’t gotta tell me twice I’m done with this shit and straight to golf. As I’m driving the next few minutes to get there I can’t stop thinking about what could be happening to the shop keepers. Not really a fan of the cops but in times like these I thought it necessary to call it in and they say they’ll send someone right out.

I call back the next day to get an update and they take a while to read the notes and say it turned into a serious incident and that an officer would call me. I have a family member in the police so for them to check and turns out it was armed robbery but she didn’t tell me anymore than that.

Just crazy when you’re put into a crazy situation out of nowhere.

  • 🇰 🌀 🇱 🇦 🇳 🇦 🇰 🇮 @pawb.socialEnglish
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    5 days ago

    A few years ago before I moved, I went to the local liquor store for some drinks and munchies pretty late, but before the 2am liquor cutoff. A guy, obviously drunk as fuck stumbles in behind me and starts grabbing beers while I am paying. The cashier, whom I knew personally since it’s a small town and she was the mom of someone I went to school with, asked me to hang around for a moment because she was gonna have to decline selling to the drunk dude for being too obviously drunk (his pants were literally on backwards and he could barely stand). He comes up to the counter, she tells him she can’t sell to him, and he flips out starts yelling and cocks his arm back like he was gonna hit her so I just took a step forward and he turned to me, looks up at me and then just grabbed the card swipe machine and ripped it out of the computer and chucked it through the lotto display glass before leaving and I just immediately called the police. While on the phone with the cops and they ask what direction he went I hear more glass breaking down main street where he headed.

    I can only assume it was my size and stature that scared him away from assault (I am 6’6’’ and this dude was below average height). If he tried to actually fight me, I dunno what I would have done. I took judo as a kid, but I wasn’t like super awesome or even do it very long. Plus, what if he had a knife or a gun? But it started to make sense why the girls working that store at nigbt often had their boyfriend and their friends hanging out in the parking lot most of the time.

    I just wanted some fucking chips, man. End up there 2 hours because some drunk fuck caused a problem and I was a witness to it so had to give a statement and shit.