My Mall and Theatre are in the same area, but a good half mile apart. Now I wanted to go to the food court, so I drove enterered the shopping district near the theatre and drove towards the mall. Stupid mistake on a Saturday night. Traffic was HORRID. And Pedestrians everywhere.
Well after finally getting a chance to go, some hipster douche rides infront of me with a skateboard out of nowhere.
Angrily I yelled out "Be careful, you might fall idiot!"
Well, don't think much of it, and I continue driving to the mall parking lot.
Find a place to park, get out of my truck and turn around to grab stuff from inside it.
When I hear "You talking shit to me bro!"
I look over my shoulder, see Mr.Skateboarding-Hipster doing his best to flex thru his baggy ripped up Vans shirt.
I chuckled and turned back to what I was doing and said "Not talking shit mate, just concerned with your wellbeing. I mean being stupid like running in front of traffic can get you hurt. And I didn't want to see that".
I then heard the sound of a skateboard slamming into the ground and I turned around as he stomped up and got 5 inches from my face. Which was funny cause im 6'1 and he was like 5'7.
He responds with "Well where I come from, thats talking shit. And I don't take any of that."
Meanwhile his two friends are sitting there near my bumper on their bikes saying crap like "Yeah, you tell him!" Or, "Kick his ass man"
I looked at him, took off my leather jacket, threw it in my cab and emptied my pockets before saying "You better get the fuck out of my face or else."
"Or else what, you long-haired ***. What ya gonna do?!", he ripped his hipster beanie off and threw it on the ground, then got even closer to my face with his while flexing his shoulders even harder.
I cleared my throat and simply told him
"Nothing. Unless you do something. I know the laws, I know my rights. Im not about to go to jail for kicking your ass. But I will tell you what. I will give you two options.
A: You man the fuck up and hit me. I don't care where, but you wanna go, you better be ready.But im warning you, your getting one punch. ONE PUNCH. And so help me if you don't end it with one punch you are not getting a second one cause I will take your ass down right here, right now.
Or option B: You grab your little hipster-hat and your board and walk away. Honestly, I would go with B. You really don't want your two friends to see you get you ass handed to you by a Long-haired ******, who listens to Elton John(still had my radio running)and watches My Little Pony....do you? Those are your options, take em or leave em."
Right then his face clenched up, he got red, and I could see his fists curling up out of the corner of my eyes while his friends egged him on. Seeing this I got myself ready, tensed up my back and shoulders and tightned my jaw to prepare for the punch I thought was coming.
After a few seconds of us staring each other down he finally said
"Fuck you, your not even worth my time".
Followed by a few other words before he grabbed his hat and his board and rode away with him and his friends cussing me out.
Truth be told....im kinda sad he didn't hit me.
Haven't been in a fight in almost 7 years.
Well after finally getting a chance to go, some hipster douche rides infront of me with a skateboard out of nowhere.
Angrily I yelled out "Be careful, you might fall idiot!"
Well, don't think much of it, and I continue driving to the mall parking lot.
Find a place to park, get out of my truck and turn around to grab stuff from inside it.
When I hear "You talking shit to me bro!"
I look over my shoulder, see Mr.Skateboarding-Hipster doing his best to flex thru his baggy ripped up Vans shirt.
I chuckled and turned back to what I was doing and said "Not talking shit mate, just concerned with your wellbeing. I mean being stupid like running in front of traffic can get you hurt. And I didn't want to see that".
I then heard the sound of a skateboard slamming into the ground and I turned around as he stomped up and got 5 inches from my face. Which was funny cause im 6'1 and he was like 5'7.
He responds with "Well where I come from, thats talking shit. And I don't take any of that."
Meanwhile his two friends are sitting there near my bumper on their bikes saying crap like "Yeah, you tell him!" Or, "Kick his ass man"
I looked at him, took off my leather jacket, threw it in my cab and emptied my pockets before saying "You better get the fuck out of my face or else."
"Or else what, you long-haired ***. What ya gonna do?!", he ripped his hipster beanie off and threw it on the ground, then got even closer to my face with his while flexing his shoulders even harder.
I cleared my throat and simply told him
"Nothing. Unless you do something. I know the laws, I know my rights. Im not about to go to jail for kicking your ass. But I will tell you what. I will give you two options.
A: You man the fuck up and hit me. I don't care where, but you wanna go, you better be ready.But im warning you, your getting one punch. ONE PUNCH. And so help me if you don't end it with one punch you are not getting a second one cause I will take your ass down right here, right now.
Or option B: You grab your little hipster-hat and your board and walk away. Honestly, I would go with B. You really don't want your two friends to see you get you ass handed to you by a Long-haired ******, who listens to Elton John(still had my radio running)and watches My Little Pony....do you? Those are your options, take em or leave em."
Right then his face clenched up, he got red, and I could see his fists curling up out of the corner of my eyes while his friends egged him on. Seeing this I got myself ready, tensed up my back and shoulders and tightned my jaw to prepare for the punch I thought was coming.
After a few seconds of us staring each other down he finally said
"Fuck you, your not even worth my time".
Followed by a few other words before he grabbed his hat and his board and rode away with him and his friends cussing me out.
Truth be told....im kinda sad he didn't hit me.
Haven't been in a fight in almost 7 years.
