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mrhtbd
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Well, I just wasn't having a good day.
The news about the kid's sister at school,
got a denial letter for the job I applied for,
was told I wasn't wanted by a school I had hoped to get a job at for 6 years,
my other college loan came into repayment,
paperwork piling up with deadlines approaching and people holding me up,
limitations and setbacks left and right,
so I tried to focus on fixing the motorcycle,
but realized the mechanic lost the clutch ball bearings, ugh!
Things were just being held up and I was fuming.
Daughter asked me to get a pizza, so I went.
(Always have time for the kids!)
Stopped at the gas station. Two guys in a pick-up pull up behind me and beep.
I moved up but was very irritated.
The guys were giving me the evil eye while I filled my tank.
Finally, the driver got in his truck but instead of driving off was just spouting off about something. I had enough.
I told him to go fuck himself, he got out.
An arguement broke out. He kept saying hit my chin, go ahead, there's a cop right across the street.
Then after 5 to 8 minutes of this (the station was well lit and at a major intersection) I got tired.
Here was just one more stupid ass holding me back, limiting me, manipulating me,
challenging me knowing the cop could come to his rescue, and verbally abusing me, then he spit on my car.
I still didn't hit him, I'm a teacher, an assault charge would f*ck everything up. The heat was rising though.
I remember thinking, "There is nothing I would like more at this moment than to punch him in his lilly white jaw.
His goat-tee was beckening me. Then I thought, "Fuck it!".
I gave him a left uppercut to the jaw, oh, popped his jaw out, I heard his teeth clash, it was totally sweet.
It wasn't even half as hard as I can punch, but it was hard enough. I am a south paw, it catches people by surprise.
I wanted to teach him a lesson but not to knock his teeth out, which I have done before to others.
(I used to do lateral raises with 65 pounders for 5x 6-10 reps.)
Then I grabbed him and pulled him toward me intending to smash his face on my fender when he threw a wild punch and caught me above my left ear (it felt good). His friend jumped out of the truck and grabbed him to pull him back.
The fight ensued. I was holding him and laughing, saying, "Ok, we're having fun now!"
He was irate and threw a sucker punch which glanced off my neck.
I blocked all his other punches but didn't swing again. That first one was rocking and I didn't want to push it with the cop there.
Other people came over and there were five or six people holding and pulling us.
Finally, a guy pulled up from the street with an SUV and parked so as to block the cop's vision.
He was trying to help break it up then finally said,
"Man, you guys better get the hell out of here the attendant is calling the cops!"
I jumped in my car and screamed out of there. He chased me. About 40 yards down the road I just pulled over, it was dark there. He went on. They pulled over about a quarter mile up the road at a well-lit traffic light. I just kept going.
They didn't follow. His friend was bigger than him and about my size. I was glad he didn't get into it because it would have been total destruction time because I would have fought like hell. I think he realized I could do some serious damage. Smart move.
What the hell was I thinking, could have totally fucked up my teaching career.
On the other hand, I haven't had that much fun in years.
I should have destroyed him, but, somebody has to be the bigger man.
Next time he wants to call someone a pussy he will definately think twice.
He was about 25, 5'10", stocky, about 190.
I am 48, 6', wide shoulders, broad back, built like a race horse at 245.
Twenty-five years of heavy work and weight-lifting will do that.
Maybe I should chill out this weekend with the girls.
I hope the cops don't ID me with the gas station video.
The news about the kid's sister at school,
got a denial letter for the job I applied for,
was told I wasn't wanted by a school I had hoped to get a job at for 6 years,
my other college loan came into repayment,
paperwork piling up with deadlines approaching and people holding me up,
limitations and setbacks left and right,
so I tried to focus on fixing the motorcycle,
but realized the mechanic lost the clutch ball bearings, ugh!
Things were just being held up and I was fuming.
Daughter asked me to get a pizza, so I went.
(Always have time for the kids!)
Stopped at the gas station. Two guys in a pick-up pull up behind me and beep.
I moved up but was very irritated.
The guys were giving me the evil eye while I filled my tank.
Finally, the driver got in his truck but instead of driving off was just spouting off about something. I had enough.
I told him to go fuck himself, he got out.
An arguement broke out. He kept saying hit my chin, go ahead, there's a cop right across the street.
Then after 5 to 8 minutes of this (the station was well lit and at a major intersection) I got tired.
Here was just one more stupid ass holding me back, limiting me, manipulating me,
challenging me knowing the cop could come to his rescue, and verbally abusing me, then he spit on my car.
I still didn't hit him, I'm a teacher, an assault charge would f*ck everything up. The heat was rising though.
I remember thinking, "There is nothing I would like more at this moment than to punch him in his lilly white jaw.
His goat-tee was beckening me. Then I thought, "Fuck it!".
I gave him a left uppercut to the jaw, oh, popped his jaw out, I heard his teeth clash, it was totally sweet.
It wasn't even half as hard as I can punch, but it was hard enough. I am a south paw, it catches people by surprise.
I wanted to teach him a lesson but not to knock his teeth out, which I have done before to others.
(I used to do lateral raises with 65 pounders for 5x 6-10 reps.)
Then I grabbed him and pulled him toward me intending to smash his face on my fender when he threw a wild punch and caught me above my left ear (it felt good). His friend jumped out of the truck and grabbed him to pull him back.
The fight ensued. I was holding him and laughing, saying, "Ok, we're having fun now!"
He was irate and threw a sucker punch which glanced off my neck.
I blocked all his other punches but didn't swing again. That first one was rocking and I didn't want to push it with the cop there.
Other people came over and there were five or six people holding and pulling us.
Finally, a guy pulled up from the street with an SUV and parked so as to block the cop's vision.
He was trying to help break it up then finally said,
"Man, you guys better get the hell out of here the attendant is calling the cops!"
I jumped in my car and screamed out of there. He chased me. About 40 yards down the road I just pulled over, it was dark there. He went on. They pulled over about a quarter mile up the road at a well-lit traffic light. I just kept going.
They didn't follow. His friend was bigger than him and about my size. I was glad he didn't get into it because it would have been total destruction time because I would have fought like hell. I think he realized I could do some serious damage. Smart move.
What the hell was I thinking, could have totally fucked up my teaching career.
On the other hand, I haven't had that much fun in years.
I should have destroyed him, but, somebody has to be the bigger man.
Next time he wants to call someone a pussy he will definately think twice.
He was about 25, 5'10", stocky, about 190.
I am 48, 6', wide shoulders, broad back, built like a race horse at 245.
Twenty-five years of heavy work and weight-lifting will do that.
Maybe I should chill out this weekend with the girls.
I hope the cops don't ID me with the gas station video.
