JUGRNAUT
05-03-2007, 01:53 PM
So after a long day of one exam, a 5 page paper, and studying for spanish, i decide to go hit the small bar across the street from my campus with like 15 of my friends, including one girl who was down here visiting me and a few others from NJ last night.
We meet at this girl steph's apartment on campus, and this guy horne (6'5 250 football player) is going to be our DD. None of us have been drinking yet. We are waiting in the jefferson parking lot behind the school buildings (this lot is owned by the school) for horne to come get us. He arrives, and pulls his SUV facing the wrong way in traffic on this thin road (keep in mind, this is a very common occurrence, people do it everyday, all you have to do is eaither go around the car, or back up 20 feet and enter the second row).
So steph is fuckin around with horne, and accidentally hits him in the balls, so he goes stumbling around the parking lot. In the meantime laura (from NJ) and i are standing next to the drivers side of the SUV. This little orange neon pulls up, and sits there. We notice him just sitting there, but were like what is this dude doing.
After a minute, he pokes his head out of his window and yells "you know youre facing the wrong way!"
I call back to him "its not my car man, i cant move it, if you back up 20 feet you can just enter that row, theres no spots right here." Completely respectful, i dont think anything of it.
The guy sits there for a minute, then backs up, and comes down the other row. Lauara and i continue to talk, and the guy pulls up parallel to us in the other row, we dont think anything of it. I notice the guy gets out of his car, and is messing around with a "big gulp" drink. All of a sudden he starts running towards us, and chucks all of the coke inside the cup at us. laura dodges out of the way around me, but it gets all over my (pink!) polo, and my shorts.
I start yelling what the fuck dude, what the fuck is your fucking problem, etc. The dude (prolly 6'2, 270, but fat) comes jogging up to me with his hands up like hes gonna hit me. So i dont hesitate and knock him right in the eye with a right. He falls back a bit, and then comes back for more and takes a wild swing at my face. i move to the left, grab his arm, put my leg behind his and toss him to the ground. He swings at me again from the ground so i hit him one more time. At this point horne grabs me and rips me off of him.
The guy gets up, doesnt say a word, looks around for a few seconds, then gets in his car and leaves. Im like what the fuck dude are you serious? Did that really just happen. So after we calm the girls down im like take me back to alumni, i need to change my shirt. So i change into another polo (also pink!) and we head to the bar across the street.
I start a tab, and get a pitcher. I have maybe half a glass of beer, and i get a call from one of the football guys that had to be relocated with me after the flood.
"dude, theres like 5 cops here looking for you."
So im like fuck. I hang up with him, and tell one of the girls that knows the guy who flipped out to call and see if they called the cops on me or whatever. Turns out they did, and the guy wants to press assault charges against me.
Im like god damn. Im trying to get my drink on, and this pussy wants to get me arrested after HE started a fight and got HIS ass beat. So i immediately call the police switchboard and tell them what happened and i want to talk to whatever officer is looking for me.
She tells me she is going to have an officer call me. So i chill out for a few and dont drink anymore.
I never hear back from a cop, and then price calls me.
"dude there is a cop here looking for you"
"I know i already talked to pig, is he there now? let me talk to him"
So price hands the phone to the officer, and it is the same one i have talked to alot before when i had my blue camaro. He is a pretty straight guy, and he just says he needs to talk to me.
He tells me to give him a call back when i get back onto campus. Still wanting to have a fun night, i ask if i can just meet him now, as it appears im not going to get arrested. he says thats cool, and i head back over to my building.
When i get there theres a bunch of my friends in the lobby, and say the cop had to run to arrest some druggie, and hed be back in a minute.
an hour later, the cop comes back and talks with me. I tell him the story. He informs me that he believes me, and the fact that i have witnesses hes not charging anyone with anything, but i can press charges agains the other guy if i want. i told him that wasnt necessary, unless he advised it.
He goes "well, i was on the phone with the other mans mother for awhile, and she wants me to arrest you for everything from the other guys SUV being illegally parked, to assaulting her son. i basically told her to let it go, because bottom line if your son hadnt thrown that drink in the first place this would have never escalated. she also wanted to do a citizens arrest, but i told her theres really no such thing as that unless its a violent or dangerous crime. she is afraid of you retaliating, so im not gonna have any problem witht hat, am i?"
I tell him no, i wasnt the one who had a problem in the first place, im fine.
"ok good. so i told her she can take it to civil court for her sons "hospital bills" (because he went to the hospital because he had a headache) but it is your sons word against his, and he has 6 witnesses that all say your son started the whole thing"
So that pretty much took care of that.
THEN he starts about my car. "Son you woke me up at 1230 in the morning about 3 weeks ago in that car. I heard you on 74, and i dont live anywhere near that road. That car needs to stay at home, or it needs exhaust put on it. our chief has already warned you, and i am extending that warning."
Thats not all he said, as he literally talked ot me about it for like 20 minutes, and how it was illegal and i cant bring it back or he would impound it. I really didnt argue with him, because i was just happy i wasnt going to jail. Turns out this guy is a near 30 year old fiancee of one of our universities trainers. 30 years old and throwing a drink at a bunch of kids for blocking a road. Fucking toolbag.
After all of that, i went back to the bar at 1, started drinking, and had a great night.
Id like to thank brian for staying up and advising me on what i should do, i really do appreciate the help.
and thats that.
We meet at this girl steph's apartment on campus, and this guy horne (6'5 250 football player) is going to be our DD. None of us have been drinking yet. We are waiting in the jefferson parking lot behind the school buildings (this lot is owned by the school) for horne to come get us. He arrives, and pulls his SUV facing the wrong way in traffic on this thin road (keep in mind, this is a very common occurrence, people do it everyday, all you have to do is eaither go around the car, or back up 20 feet and enter the second row).
So steph is fuckin around with horne, and accidentally hits him in the balls, so he goes stumbling around the parking lot. In the meantime laura (from NJ) and i are standing next to the drivers side of the SUV. This little orange neon pulls up, and sits there. We notice him just sitting there, but were like what is this dude doing.
After a minute, he pokes his head out of his window and yells "you know youre facing the wrong way!"
I call back to him "its not my car man, i cant move it, if you back up 20 feet you can just enter that row, theres no spots right here." Completely respectful, i dont think anything of it.
The guy sits there for a minute, then backs up, and comes down the other row. Lauara and i continue to talk, and the guy pulls up parallel to us in the other row, we dont think anything of it. I notice the guy gets out of his car, and is messing around with a "big gulp" drink. All of a sudden he starts running towards us, and chucks all of the coke inside the cup at us. laura dodges out of the way around me, but it gets all over my (pink!) polo, and my shorts.
I start yelling what the fuck dude, what the fuck is your fucking problem, etc. The dude (prolly 6'2, 270, but fat) comes jogging up to me with his hands up like hes gonna hit me. So i dont hesitate and knock him right in the eye with a right. He falls back a bit, and then comes back for more and takes a wild swing at my face. i move to the left, grab his arm, put my leg behind his and toss him to the ground. He swings at me again from the ground so i hit him one more time. At this point horne grabs me and rips me off of him.
The guy gets up, doesnt say a word, looks around for a few seconds, then gets in his car and leaves. Im like what the fuck dude are you serious? Did that really just happen. So after we calm the girls down im like take me back to alumni, i need to change my shirt. So i change into another polo (also pink!) and we head to the bar across the street.
I start a tab, and get a pitcher. I have maybe half a glass of beer, and i get a call from one of the football guys that had to be relocated with me after the flood.
"dude, theres like 5 cops here looking for you."
So im like fuck. I hang up with him, and tell one of the girls that knows the guy who flipped out to call and see if they called the cops on me or whatever. Turns out they did, and the guy wants to press assault charges against me.
Im like god damn. Im trying to get my drink on, and this pussy wants to get me arrested after HE started a fight and got HIS ass beat. So i immediately call the police switchboard and tell them what happened and i want to talk to whatever officer is looking for me.
She tells me she is going to have an officer call me. So i chill out for a few and dont drink anymore.
I never hear back from a cop, and then price calls me.
"dude there is a cop here looking for you"
"I know i already talked to pig, is he there now? let me talk to him"
So price hands the phone to the officer, and it is the same one i have talked to alot before when i had my blue camaro. He is a pretty straight guy, and he just says he needs to talk to me.
He tells me to give him a call back when i get back onto campus. Still wanting to have a fun night, i ask if i can just meet him now, as it appears im not going to get arrested. he says thats cool, and i head back over to my building.
When i get there theres a bunch of my friends in the lobby, and say the cop had to run to arrest some druggie, and hed be back in a minute.
an hour later, the cop comes back and talks with me. I tell him the story. He informs me that he believes me, and the fact that i have witnesses hes not charging anyone with anything, but i can press charges agains the other guy if i want. i told him that wasnt necessary, unless he advised it.
He goes "well, i was on the phone with the other mans mother for awhile, and she wants me to arrest you for everything from the other guys SUV being illegally parked, to assaulting her son. i basically told her to let it go, because bottom line if your son hadnt thrown that drink in the first place this would have never escalated. she also wanted to do a citizens arrest, but i told her theres really no such thing as that unless its a violent or dangerous crime. she is afraid of you retaliating, so im not gonna have any problem witht hat, am i?"
I tell him no, i wasnt the one who had a problem in the first place, im fine.
"ok good. so i told her she can take it to civil court for her sons "hospital bills" (because he went to the hospital because he had a headache) but it is your sons word against his, and he has 6 witnesses that all say your son started the whole thing"
So that pretty much took care of that.
THEN he starts about my car. "Son you woke me up at 1230 in the morning about 3 weeks ago in that car. I heard you on 74, and i dont live anywhere near that road. That car needs to stay at home, or it needs exhaust put on it. our chief has already warned you, and i am extending that warning."
Thats not all he said, as he literally talked ot me about it for like 20 minutes, and how it was illegal and i cant bring it back or he would impound it. I really didnt argue with him, because i was just happy i wasnt going to jail. Turns out this guy is a near 30 year old fiancee of one of our universities trainers. 30 years old and throwing a drink at a bunch of kids for blocking a road. Fucking toolbag.
After all of that, i went back to the bar at 1, started drinking, and had a great night.
Id like to thank brian for staying up and advising me on what i should do, i really do appreciate the help.
and thats that.
