Just Send It
There goes the neighborhood!
Yep.
When I lived in Portland, that above ground cesspool, I had a guy at 11 o’clock at night walk up behind me in the back of the shop. I’ll never forget it.
I grew up in a pretty rough part of Portland. It was the dog days of July or August and I had to assemble my transmission. I waited for an hour or so after the Sun went down so it was tolerable.
The garage had three doors. The big door up front. A single car door on the side and a man door in the rear that opened up to the patio.
I had all three doors wide open and fans in each one. I had the radio on. And I was in the back corner of the shop.
Im focused on what I was doing and I feel a tapping on my shoulder. I turn around and some dude with a metal clipboard is right there. If he had a knife he could have stuck me. If he had a gun he could have shot me. Hell, he could have grabbed a tool and beat me with it.
I turned around and saw it was a dude. So I got him by the throat with one hand and I grabbed his free arm (his left) and I drug his *** out to the curb.
I threw him on the ground and smacked his head twice off the driveway as an attention getter. Once he was listening and not squealing like a ***** I asked him WTF he was doing. He says “selling magazine subscriptions”!!
So I bonked his head on the driveway a couple more times and asked if he had any weapons. He said he didn’t so I let him get to his knees.
I kicked his clipboard thing to open it and it had all blank paper in it. So back down to the driveway we go. A couple more bonks and I said who are you working with? Where is the MF’er? Is he armed?
He says no man, it’s just me. It’s just me. I get him back up to his knees and I tell him evidently you didn’t see the gun sitting on the workbench did you? I said the next time I see you in this neighborhood you’ll be getting shot. Get it? There will be no more grace.
I got him up and watched him walk off.
What I didn’t see was my friend and his wife were out with the stroller walking their daughter. That kid would not sleep if she didn’t get a ride in the car or a stroll.
They just happened to be walking up the street when I drug that moron out to the curb. So they saw everything from us coming out of the garage until he walked off.
Sadly, I didn’t have a gun. The following Monday I bought a gun. That was 1995.
The moral of the story is you did the right thing. You don’t let anyone just walk up on you like that. Thats some bold ****.
Protect yourself. Trust no one who does things like that.
You were right. Any other response would have been weak. And stupid.
100% Exactly
I regret nothing. I work my *** off for my stuff. No nepotism in this house. Mommy & Daddy didn't give me ****. No inheritances, no free rides. Every dollar I've earned by going to work at 5am and coming home after my family goes to sleep.
So when some creep rolls up into my garage looking like he's up to no good, I will react ferociously to protect my space. No one is taking anything from me - not without me taking something from them first.
That should be the MO for everyone in this Country. We'd go back to being a polite society if more people grew some stones.
















