I remember once....I was about 20 years old...
I was in my car with my friend comming back from eating. I was almost two blocks away from my house, when this guy in a white Gallant, pulls up next to me, cutts me off and gets out of his car. I was like..."what's this guy's problem?" But calm still.... He gets out of the car with his friend, both start walking to my car... At that time, my friend is telling me just to drive away, as he senses trouble. All the while, both of us are completely unaware of what they could be mad at us for, as I have never seen either of them in my life before. The gey walking to my car starts screaming....."You cut me off, I almost carshed into a fucking tree,"..."You don't know who I am, I will fucking kill you." My friend and I just came back from a restauraunt, and were nowhere in the area that he described for that matter. I would know if I had cut someone off that day, as there was no traffic, and I would have remembered. He gets to my car, and just goes nuts screaming in my face. Meanwhile the other guy has his foot to my other door, and his hand under in his shirt, ...I guess telling my friend to stay put. At that time, I was not really pissed, but was kinda annoyed that this guy for acting like such anass, especially when I had never seen him befoe, and had no idea who or what he was talking about. The whole thing was a mistake, must have had the wrong car or something. I told him, as calm as I could, "You mde aq mistake, I have no idea what you are talking about." "Wrong car." The guy just kept flipping out, and reassured me, that he does not make mistakes, and I was the car that cutt him off. I then chucled,...if this guy only knew what an ass he looked like, but what else could I do.... he was not listening. I was in the car, this guy was right out my window closed fist, ready to punch me in the face. I knew it. No matter what this guy was going to punch me. I made sure my windows were down, so I at least would not get dammage to my car. I remember I had a nice Kenneth Cole brand new shirt on at the time, and was like "Fuck, I know it is going to get ripped." At the ned of his speech,...I figured to get one last word in, since I was going to get hit no matter what. After his "You don't know who I am speech,"... I laughed out loud, and said.."Of course I know who you are,...you're the asshole holding me up." Then I followed with a short laugh. He sweng for the fences, and hit me in the jaw. Then grabbed me through the window, and began tugging on my shirt, rippig it. This lasted like 2 minutes, and he took off and just left out of the blue. All the while my friend, rolled up his window, and was just telling me to drive away. I was kinda' annoyed at that, I rolled down my windows so they would not be smashed in. All I would haveneeded to be punched through glass, and have that in my eyes as well as a punch to the face. A nice repair bill to follow. The only one who would have been punched, probably was me. I could have been wrong, but was still a little annoyed at my friend for doing so. Regardless,...I was way bigger than the guy, and he knew it. The guy looked like he was about 5'6-5'7 and weighed about 160-65lbs. tops. Did not look muscualr at all. Just some punk with an ego trip, looking to start a fight. By the time he left, a cop showed up....one of thre neighbors must have seen and called with all the comotion. I tried to remember his plate, but couldn't. Never did find out who he was, but I would have loved to put an assault charge on that ass. IMO last much longer, and sometimes better than wanting to punch him in the face. Although, I wanted to at the time. Self defense. I could not though, was sitting driver's side, in a car. My jaw was fine, and there was not even a busted lip, no blood, bruise, or anything. Like never happened. It only took me a few minutes, laughed it off, and drove home. I was more pissed about my clothes, than anything, I just bought that shirt. Damn!...
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