Rude people

I've never been much of a fighter (quiet stakes), but at least every time I've gotten drunkenly close, I've had a more sober friend along
In college I almost drunkenly smacked a dude with a bottle who was creepily/aggressively hitting on a friend at a bar. Thank god he saw me holding it by the neck and walked away because that would have been really REALLY stupid (especially because I like that bar and would rather not get banned).
 
I have a buddy that pushes people to breaking point, and just avoids ass whooping by saying," oh man I'm just joking buddy, I knew you could handle it. Just fucking with you man!"
Totally reminds me of the story I had completely forgotten about that happened with my first wife, all the kids and my parents around a pool at a resort when a little sawed-off fruit talking louder than everyone else (something about being a chef) and fixated on me because I was a head taller than him and clearly having way too much fun minding my own business in the pool with everybody.

Was walking past everybody and dude standing there in his little fruity bathrobe shoves me in the pool and starts guffawing with laughter. No big deal because I was swimming anyway but I used to take my cues from my wife who hated violence and confrontation. She's not laughing and neither is my Mom and when I get back out and go about my business, my wife says something about "I'm so proud of you for being a good sport because I thought you were going to hurt him, especially how he's been a total drunk asshole to the bartender." Walked over, shoved him in the shoulder and head into the pool, knocking his glasses off and him, about 5' 2" right into the deep end in a big, billowing terry cloth bathrobe. :laugh:

I helped him out and patted him on the head and said "sucks, don't it, bro?" My Mom didn't like it one bit and I had to apologize to the kids but my wife said I showed restraint and gave him exactly what he had coming.

Have not thought of that in about 10 yrs.
 
Haven't been on a bar fight in nearly 50 years. I walk away from assholes before it escalates. Experience helps. I didn't fight fair and I put a definite hurt on the guy in my last fight.

Peace, brother.
 
Totally reminds me of the story I had completely forgotten about that happened with my first wife, all the kids and my parents around a pool at a resort when a little sawed-off fruit talking louder than everyone else (something about being a chef) and fixated on me because I was a head taller than him and clearly having way too much fun minding my own business in the pool with everybody.

Was walking past everybody and dude standing there in his little fruity bathrobe shoves me in the pool and starts guffawing with laughter. No big deal because I was swimming anyway but I used to take my cues from my wife who hated violence and confrontation. She's not laughing and neither is my Mom and when I get back out and go about my business, my wife says something about "I'm so proud of you for being a good sport because I thought you were going to hurt him, especially how he's been a total drunk asshole to the bartender." Walked over, shoved him in the shoulder and head into the pool, knocking his glasses off and him, about 5' 2" right into the deep end in a big, billowing terry cloth bathrobe. :laugh:

I helped him out and patted him on the head and said "sucks, don't it, bro?" My Mom didn't like it one bit and I had to apologize to the kids but my wife said I showed restraint and gave him exactly what he had coming.

Have not thought of that in about 10 yrs.
The image of a drunk dwarf, floating in a pool with robe on, is heartwarming.

There is a little drunk fucking asshole that gambles tons of money in a bar my BIL works at by my house. If we go there to eat, and he is there, we just turn around and leave. The dude always wants to be heard, and intentionally inserts himself into every conversation.
The dude is always just loud wrong about everything, but he is an elevator guy, and probably blows 2 to 3k week in video poker machines, so the owner won't throw him out.
He always has something to say to me. Talked shit about my pink shirt one night. Let it go after making him feel like shit.
One night we were sitting at the bar, and since he gambles away so much, he asked a different bartender to ask us to move, because we weren't gambling. I stuck a 10 in the machine, and told the bartender I was going to play and not move. Sat there and never played, and cashed out. When I left, I grabbed a booster seat and left it on the bar stool. My BIL said he was furious, and said something about how he can't wait to see me again. I guess the whole bar was laughing about it. I just avoid him now, so he doesn't force me to punch him.
 
In college I almost drunkenly smacked a dude with a bottle who was creepily/aggressively hitting on a friend at a bar. Thank god he saw me holding it by the neck and walked away because that would have been really REALLY stupid (especially because I like that bar and would rather not get banned).
excited country music GIF by Granger Smith
 
So we are pulling guns on people for hitting on our women. Seems like a reasonable response I'm sure you all are doing and managing to stay out of jail.

For fuck sakes.
nah, just @packerzrule

true tough guy there.
 
I adore internet tales of badassery. They’re a lot like gambling stories. Nobody ever talks about their “L’s”
 
I adore internet tales of badassery. They’re a lot like gambling stories. Nobody ever talks about their “L’s”
this post makes me miss the "journalists tweeting their l's" account on twitter

rip
 
Had a guy grab my wife's ass while standing in line for a beer. We had just gotten to a music festival, and we were stone sober. He was hammered, with about 3 or 4 buddies. I tried to let him slide, and just told his buddies to get ahold of their friend. This was several years ago, think I was about 29 or 30, and in pretty damn good shape. He kept running his mouth, and at one point he was drunk wobbling and trying to talk shit to the back of my head. He bumps into me, and I turn around and warn him one more time. He got about halfway through the sentence of "What the fuck are you gonna do?" Not sure where I cut him off, but I smacked him in the fucking face as hard as I could. He fell into his buddies and took two of them to ground with him. He was a fucking bloody mess instantly.

Not to be the internet tough guy, and those days are gone for me now at 45, but there was a time when I didn't hesitate to smack a fuckhead in mouth.
Throat punched a guy one night at a concert. He spilled my beer all over me on accident, and I was just kind of like "wtf". Shit happens, and I wasn't going to do anything until he started with this over the top disingenuous apology. "OH MAN I AM SOOOOOOO SORRY DUDE!!" over and over, while mock wiping my shirt. I told him it was fine and to "just stfu and get away from me". That's when he decided to spill HIS beer on me. I whooped his ass like @Handicappers claims to whoop peoples asses at Jason's Deli. I think he was the only guy I ever kicked in the face when he was down. I doubt he did that again.

I have had so many incidents that I have just walked away from. SO many. Its rarely worth it to do anything about some dickhead that only wants to get a rise out of you. 9.99 times out of 10 they're some POS with nothing to lose, and would love to bring you down to their level. It has been about 15 years since I really got into anything like that. I think I have about 45 seconds of fury. If you get through that, I'm probably mince meat.
Buddy of mine, toughest guy in high school when we went there, him and his wife were inline at the buffet steakhouse. His wife told him a guy patted her ass. He turns around and knocks this guy out cold.

She says "Not that guy"

They made a hasty exit. True story.
 
Tell everybody about that time you ALMOST had to throw a guy through a wall!!
lucky for him I can control my anger

and he was a old fat engineer who was also my supervisor.
 
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