Pissed off
06-08-2012, 02:39 PM
#31
Batteries Not Included
Originally Posted by rigrat2011
i got some good news to this pat...
my gf works at a fast food joint... one day, as the manager, she diciplined an employee one day. so i'm guessing that she whined to her bf about it.
anyways, for the next two months, i'd find the passenger mirror pushed in toward the door, or pushed out... toward the corner panel.
well, that employee made a slip of the tongue and when i picked her up, she explained that it's been the employee and her bf when they're walking home drunk on the weekends.
well, i nicely get the gf's name, and visit the rcmp. while they tried to give me the ole canadian cheer, i told him my history, background, and the fact that this is the same cop who talked to me before regarding an ex who slandered me.
anyways, when i'd take the gf to her work on monday after talking to the cops, i found someone had spit on the driver front door.... so off to the cop shop i go again.
3 weeks later, i'm messing on facebook, sitting at the table, and i can see my truck through the blinds. this chevy pulls up and stays in the middle of the street for a few minutes, and then drives away, going down the back alley... curious, i go to my truck.
fresh spit. i was in the truck and caught up to him, grabbed his plate, then went to see my gf, got the guys name... and off to the cop shop yet again.
nothing...
so i got spit again... finally, i went to the cop shop, and talked to that cop and told him... "last time i was here, you told me i have the right to protect anything i own by any means". then he goes off about trying to make a liability clause telling me that he didn't tell me to shoot people etc...
anyways, the cop asked me... "did you see him do it?" and when i told him yes, he asked me "do you have a picture or video of him doing it?" i was like "WTF? really... i just said i seen this guy do it and that's what youv'ee got for me?
needless to say, a friend came to town because he was pissed that the cops won't do anything... and he's twice my size. we visited my gf at work, and the employee shat herself.
so, so long as no one sees you do it... according to my understanding from the cops.... unless you admit to it, you never did it.
Back when I had my white 1998 Dakota, I would often find cigarette butts on the hood. I asked some of the kids in the neighborhood to keep an eye out for the culprit. Within a day or two they buzzed my apartment to tell me they found the guy. I came down and there's a cigarette burning on the hood. They brought me to the fourplex kitty corner to my building and pointed out his unit.
I didn't even knock. I walked in and found him in his living room, obviously surprised to find a large, irate Frenchman in his home. I advised him in no uncertain terms that the next instance of using my truck as an ashtray would result in a less pleasant visit from said Frenchman.
Never happened again. Ever.
06-08-2012, 03:28 PM
#32
dad
Sounds like the officer has a bad case of: "couldn't be bothered" because I worked Security at a housing project and witnessed such acts and that was enough for a charge of mischief. For the most part, they don't want to get involved in "domestic situations" like this. Often they turn into he said, she said tales.
Back when I had my white 1998 Dakota, I would often find cigarette butts on the hood. I asked some of the kids in the neighborhood to keep an eye out for the culprit. Within a day or two they buzzed my apartment to tell me they found the guy. I came down and there's a cigarette burning on the hood. They brought me to the fourplex kitty corner to my building and pointed out his unit.
I didn't even knock. I walked in and found him in his living room, obviously surprised to find a large, irate Frenchman in his home. I advised him in no uncertain terms that the next instance of using my truck as an ashtray would result in a less pleasant visit from said Frenchman.
Never happened again. Ever.
Back when I had my white 1998 Dakota, I would often find cigarette butts on the hood. I asked some of the kids in the neighborhood to keep an eye out for the culprit. Within a day or two they buzzed my apartment to tell me they found the guy. I came down and there's a cigarette burning on the hood. They brought me to the fourplex kitty corner to my building and pointed out his unit.
I didn't even knock. I walked in and found him in his living room, obviously surprised to find a large, irate Frenchman in his home. I advised him in no uncertain terms that the next instance of using my truck as an ashtray would result in a less pleasant visit from said Frenchman.
Never happened again. Ever.
I'VE DONE THAT!!! but it was to my dad tho. at the time, he had company over and was drinking beer...
15 minutes earlier, he had proceeded to tell me my (now) ex was a bit*h. i threw my dog in the back of my 2002 dakota w/canopy, and did a 2 foot skid on his gravel parking lot, slamming the dog in the front of the box. i walked right in, would have broken it down if he locked it, and got right in his face, with shoes on and all. i freaking yelled at him and he acted like he never did it... until i picked him up by his shirt, then he had a different tone.
i was angry because when he did it to my younger brother's wife, my brother said he would make dad eat his teeth. but when i did it, he called my brother, trying to provoke us to a fight.
my mom got over emotional, as per moms are supposed to. but in the end, i told my mom that she can tell my brother that if he travels from grand prairie to kamloops to fight me, he'd best be prepared. my brother looks like Dwayne Johnson's twin... but that wouldn't stop me.
in the end, i told mom to tell my brother... if he get's to town, one of us is going to the hospital, and the other is going to jail.
since then, i've wised up to my dad. he's been trying to get me tossed in jail over a fight to hurt my mom due to the divorce.
since then, i've only seen him once, to show off my 2010 screw. (he had also tried earlier on to get me to sign power of atterny to him when my leg was busted... from a ealier fight with my brother.) my mom helped a bit on my dakota, and when dad wanted a new ranger in 2009, he wanted the power of attorny to be able to use my credit rating to get a loadded ranger.
it didn't work, i didn't sign anything and because my mom had her name on my truck at the time, she paid the dakota off 16000 bucks, simply for saving her credit.
needless to say, when i showed him the new f150 all loadded up, it was mainly to say... "F*uck you dad!!!" with a detroit finger waving in the air. all he could say was "well, lets see how it looks in 6 months" meaning... something is gonna happen to it. i've got a dent on the driver front door from a big crew F3500... i'm pretty sure it was his friend.
but wtf... do i care.... this fathers day, he's not getting a phone call. he doesn't deserve one, after the sh*t i've had to deal with because of him.
oh and dad(or my brother)... if you come across this post online, guess what...
"F*uck you too!!!" (i'm doing better without you)
06-08-2012, 05:05 PM
#33
Batteries Not Included
Originally Posted by rigrat2011
I'VE DONE THAT!!! but it was to my dad tho. at the time, he had company over and was drinking beer...
15 minutes earlier, he had proceeded to tell me my (now) ex was a bit*h. i threw my dog in the back of my 2002 dakota w/canopy, and did a 2 foot skid on his gravel parking lot, slamming the dog in the front of the box. i walked right in, would have broken it down if he locked it, and got right in his face, with shoes on and all. i freaking yelled at him and he acted like he never did it... until i picked him up by his shirt, then he had a different tone.
i was angry because when he did it to my younger brother's wife, my brother said he would make dad eat his teeth. but when i did it, he called my brother, trying to provoke us to a fight.
my mom got over emotional, as per moms are supposed to. but in the end, i told my mom that she can tell my brother that if he travels from grand prairie to kamloops to fight me, he'd best be prepared. my brother looks like Dwayne Johnson's twin... but that wouldn't stop me.
in the end, i told mom to tell my brother... if he get's to town, one of us is going to the hospital, and the other is going to jail.
since then, i've wised up to my dad. he's been trying to get me tossed in jail over a fight to hurt my mom due to the divorce.
since then, i've only seen him once, to show off my 2010 screw. (he had also tried earlier on to get me to sign power of atterny to him when my leg was busted... from a ealier fight with my brother.) my mom helped a bit on my dakota, and when dad wanted a new ranger in 2009, he wanted the power of attorny to be able to use my credit rating to get a loadded ranger.
it didn't work, i didn't sign anything and because my mom had her name on my truck at the time, she paid the dakota off 16000 bucks, simply for saving her credit.
needless to say, when i showed him the new f150 all loadded up, it was mainly to say... "F*uck you dad!!!" with a detroit finger waving in the air. all he could say was "well, lets see how it looks in 6 months" meaning... something is gonna happen to it. i've got a dent on the driver front door from a big crew F3500... i'm pretty sure it was his friend.
but wtf... do i care.... this fathers day, he's not getting a phone call. he doesn't deserve one, after the sh*t i've had to deal with because of him.
oh and dad(or my brother)... if you come across this post online, guess what...
"F*uck you too!!!" (i'm doing better without you)
Nothing hurts worse than a slight from family, though. I can relate. They never wanted much to do with me, so I moved across the country. Once I was gone they took notice. Kinda late now after 15 years.
But in the end, I paid my own way, and I owe no one. That's how it's gotta be and I'm comfortable with it. I think they needed me to need them, and it kills them that I don't. Never did.
Plus I got an F150. Ha ha! Who's laughing now?
06-08-2012, 05:49 PM
#34
lol
It's not often I lose control, I tend to keep to myself and not bother others. But when people get into my bubble unprovoked, I remind them that it's not a good idea. I'm not a bully, but I won't be bullied.
Nothing hurts worse than a slight from family, though. I can relate. They never wanted much to do with me, so I moved across the country. Once I was gone they took notice. Kinda late now after 15 years.
But in the end, I paid my own way, and I owe no one. That's how it's gotta be and I'm comfortable with it. I think they needed me to need them, and it kills them that I don't. Never did.
Plus I got an F150. Ha ha! Who's laughing now?
Nothing hurts worse than a slight from family, though. I can relate. They never wanted much to do with me, so I moved across the country. Once I was gone they took notice. Kinda late now after 15 years.
But in the end, I paid my own way, and I owe no one. That's how it's gotta be and I'm comfortable with it. I think they needed me to need them, and it kills them that I don't. Never did.
Plus I got an F150. Ha ha! Who's laughing now?
anyways, i went to take a **** at his house and i heard him close the door as flushed. i looked outside to see my dog looking up at me with a pizza crust as if it was a big cigar.
i snapped!!!! when i started to yell, he told me to leave or he was going to call the cops. i told him, if i'm gonna go, i'll make it worth my while. he tried to push me out of the house(and i had nowhere to go for friends to crash at) eventually, my security guard training kicked in. i grabbed him, whipped him around and my 300lbs white pale tale pinned him to the floor. i had a hold on him like a python for a hour and 45 mins. my arm burned from the workout, but i wouldn't give up. he tried punching me in the groin, didn't work. he tried to scratch my eyes out... didn't work. i never hit my dad ever, and while it doesn't look good on the net, i can clearly say proudly... i never let him hit me. i know it seems pretty sad to have a fight with your drunken father over pizza crust to a dog, but to me, it's a matter of respect! he asked... i said no... he disrespected me... then tried to push me out the door to get rid of me.
i dn't give a rats **** who sees this, and while this isn't against the law because i'm still unknown here... but after years of provocation from him to try and get me to "tell on him to my mom to hurt her feelings".
i can say... he did teach me a few good lessons in life.
1)how not to treat my wife.
2)how to be a dad.
3)appreciate what you do have.
4)don't be a old drunk who's trying to fit in with his youngest kids' friends.
5)limit booze to socially drinking only, and be responsible about it.
yeah, i may not have been the fav of my brother and i, but its too bad i can't say things werern't even fair.
hope you boys read this... and it helps you in some way...
this fathers day, a day where kids thank their fathers for the good days and bad... please remember, kids are at an age where they may forgive you for the future, but they sure as hell will never forget.
i know i can look at myself in the mirror happily
06-08-2012, 05:50 PM
#35
lol
It's not often I lose control, I tend to keep to myself and not bother others. But when people get into my bubble unprovoked, I remind them that it's not a good idea. I'm not a bully, but I won't be bullied.
Nothing hurts worse than a slight from family, though. I can relate. They never wanted much to do with me, so I moved across the country. Once I was gone they took notice. Kinda late now after 15 years.
But in the end, I paid my own way, and I owe no one. That's how it's gotta be and I'm comfortable with it. I think they needed me to need them, and it kills them that I don't. Never did.
Plus I got an F150. Ha ha! Who's laughing now?
Nothing hurts worse than a slight from family, though. I can relate. They never wanted much to do with me, so I moved across the country. Once I was gone they took notice. Kinda late now after 15 years.
But in the end, I paid my own way, and I owe no one. That's how it's gotta be and I'm comfortable with it. I think they needed me to need them, and it kills them that I don't. Never did.
Plus I got an F150. Ha ha! Who's laughing now?
anyways, i went to take a **** at his house and i heard him close the door as flushed. i looked outside to see my dog looking up at me with a pizza crust as if it was a big cigar.
i snapped!!!! when i started to yell, he told me to leave or he was going to call the cops. i told him, if i'm gonna go, i'll make it worth my while. he tried to push me out of the house(and i had nowhere to go for friends to crash at) eventually, my security guard training kicked in. i grabbed him, whipped him around and my 300lbs white pale tale pinned him to the floor. i had a hold on him like a python for a hour and 45 mins. my arm burned from the workout, but i wouldn't give up. he tried punching me in the groin, didn't work. he tried to scratch my eyes out... didn't work. i never hit my dad ever, and while it doesn't look good on the net, i can clearly say proudly... i never let him hit me. i know it seems pretty sad to have a fight with your drunken father over pizza crust to a dog, but to me, it's a matter of respect! he asked... i said no... he disrespected me... then tried to push me out the door to get rid of me.
i dn't give a rats **** who sees this, and while this isn't against the law because i'm still unknown here... but after years of provocation from him to try and get me to "tell on him to my mom to hurt her feelings".
i can say... he did teach me a few good lessons in life.
1)how not to treat my wife.
2)how to be a dad.
3)appreciate what you do have.
4)don't be a old drunk who's trying to fit in with his youngest kids' friends.
5)limit booze to socially drinking only, and be responsible about it.
yeah, i may not have been the fav of my brother and i, but its too bad i can't say things werern't even fair.
hope you boys read this... and it helps you in some way...
this fathers day, a day where kids thank their fathers for the good days and bad... please remember, kids are at an age where they may forgive you for the future, but they sure as hell will never forget.
i know i can look at myself in the mirror happily
