Is there a more annoying group of people in the world than scratch off junkies?

Did I tell you guys the story of the bum in downtown Nashville who threw a handful of change at my 60-something Dad who was minding his own business?

Oh, he ought not to have done that!
Haven’t heard that one
 
Haven’t heard that one
Short version: my Mom and Dad are trying to walk into the Nashville Public Library Downtown and a bum asks them for money. My Dad kindly says no, they're talking, bum gets belligerent and mocks what my Dad is saying in private conversation to my Mom. My Dad tells him to shove off, dude takes a handful fo change and throws it hard right at my dad's head. My Dad gets him in a headlock, security guard runs up and tells my Dad to not let him go, that the cops are on the way. Dude continues to struggle, then calms down and, long story short, before the cops arrive on mountain bikes, the dude is in tears and apologizing. Cops run him, no priors, dude is telling all about having a bad run of luck, cops ask my Dad if he wants to press charges for the battery, he says no, they shake hands and walk away. My Mom hates confrontation and was traumatized by it.
 
Short version: my Mom and Dad are trying to walk into the Nashville Public Library Downtown and a bum asks them for money. My Dad kindly says no, they're talking, bum gets belligerent and mocks what my Dad is saying in private conversation to my Mom. My Dad tells him to shove off, dude takes a handful fo change and throws it hard right at my dad's head. My Dad gets him in a headlock, security guard runs up and tells my Dad to not let him go, that the cops are on the way. Dude continues to struggle, then calms down and, long story short, before the cops arrive on mountain bikes, the dude is in tears and apologizing. Cops run him, no priors, dude is telling all about having a bad run of luck, cops ask my Dad if he wants to press charges for the battery, he says no, they shake hands and walk away. My Mom hates confrontation and was traumatized by it.
Sounds like he got a just punishment. Desperation can make good people do bad things. Maybe the guy got his life back on track
 
Are scratch-off junkies more or less pathetic than slot machine drones?
 
or he was the guy I walked in on taking a shit in the parking garage stairwell across from the batman building.
I was in Jason's Deli on West End in Nashville and hear an old lady telling people a dude in the stairwell coming up from the parking garage was giving people a hard time. Sure enough, as I'm heading down a fat homeless dude is yelling at people. Let's just say, two can play that game!
 
Are scratch-off junkies more or less pathetic than slot machine drones?
Scratch off junkies are more annoying. The slot jockeys can put their life savings in that machine and not hinder anyone else
 
I was in Jason's Deli on West End in Nashville and hear an old lady telling people a dude in the stairwell coming up from the parking garage was giving people a hard time. Sure enough, as I'm heading down a fat homeless dude is yelling at people. Let's just say, two can play that game!

we ate WAAAAAAY too many late night meals at Demos just to avoid bums in other parts of downtown.
 
But I don’t understand slot jockeys. I’m a poker guy, but I always wondered why they don’t just learn blackjack. Simple game that has a chart you can memorize and be profitable. It’s your best odds in the casino and the dealer wants you to win so they’ll get tips
 
Did I tell you guys the story of the bum in downtown Nashville who threw a handful of change at my 60-something Dad who was minding his own business?

Oh, he ought not to have done that!
Did you give him a good ribbing?
 
I was in Jason's Deli on West End in Nashville and hear an old lady telling people a dude in the stairwell coming up from the parking garage was giving people a hard time. Sure enough, as I'm heading down a fat homeless dude is yelling at people. Let's just say, two can play that game!
LOLZ@ Jason's Deli

@moxie get a load of THIS guy ^^^^^
 
we ate WAAAAAAY too many late night meals at Demos just to avoid bums in other parts of downtown.
Was coming out of Demos one night with a bunch of leftovers and a fat homeless dude we saw harassing people outside the whole time interrupts our conversation to ask what I have in the bag.

"Since you just saw me walk out of a restaurant and I'm carrying a plastic bag full of styrofoam containers, if you had to take a wild guess, what would you guess I have in this bag?"
 
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