- Jul 29, 2001
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So on Saturday night the wife and I went to a football game downtown. After it ended, we were walking the 7 or so blocks over to the main drag to catch a bus home. We were on a nice street, with a lot of traffic, well lit, along with many other football fans also walking back from the game.
The wife and I were having a conversation and I was paying attention to her so when a homeless guy, walking in the other direction, said something to me, I ignored him. It's the standard fare for silverpig/crazy-homeless-guy interactions: They rant, I walk on by.
Well apparently he wanted to know where I was coming from, and my non-responsiveness offended him as a few seconds after we passed him I heard him yell out: "Hey you f*ckin' goof! Answer me!"
I turned my head to see what he was yelling at, saw him visibly upset at me, shook my head and kept walking with my wife. At this point he yelled out: "That's it, I'm gonna f*ckin' kick your ass!"
Now I have to turn around and face the guy. I was perfectly content to let the first one slide off my back, and I'd even let that second comment pass, but if he's going to come at me, I'm not going to let him have a free shot at me from behind. I turned and stopped, he walked up to me and stood in front of me and asked me again where I was coming from. At this point we did our quick sizing up of each other and I knew I'd be okay. I'm 6'3" 200 lbs and he wasn't much more than 5'7" 120. I didn't answer and just stared him down so he raised his hands to hit me. I did the same then took a quick step/lunge towards him and saw him back off 2 steps with a worried look on his face. I just shook my head again, told him to be on his way and started walking away.
As soon as I got back to the wife I heard him yell out again: "Don't f*cking disrespect me! I'm gonna kill you you dumb f*ck!"
I went to turn around again but he had already come up beside me and raised his hands again. I did the same and I think he went to hit me, but if he did it was the worst punch in the history of punches as it didn't come anywhere near me. He then tried to kick me, so I brought my knee up and hit him in the shin pretty good. I told him to just get lost and he ran off, still yelling threats at me. Keep in mind here that by this time a lot of people were watching.
Now, I could have very easily dropped the guy but I didn't. There are a few reasons. First, I didn't want to spend the next several hours talking to the cops when I had to be up at 5AM the next morning for work just to have the guy thrown in the slammer overnight. Second, I wasn't sure exactly what the other people had seen and didn't want any stories to go against me (I was having a terrible day by that point and getting accused of starting something was just how that day would have ended with my luck). Third, I didn't want to cut my knuckles on his teeth and have the blood from his split lip get into me along with whatever diseases he might have from his years of probable intra-venous drug use.
The wife is a bit upset with me for not just telling the guy where we were coming from. She was pretty scared by the incident.
edit: changed hobo as I'm guessing he wasn't travelling around looking for work
The wife and I were having a conversation and I was paying attention to her so when a homeless guy, walking in the other direction, said something to me, I ignored him. It's the standard fare for silverpig/crazy-homeless-guy interactions: They rant, I walk on by.
Well apparently he wanted to know where I was coming from, and my non-responsiveness offended him as a few seconds after we passed him I heard him yell out: "Hey you f*ckin' goof! Answer me!"
I turned my head to see what he was yelling at, saw him visibly upset at me, shook my head and kept walking with my wife. At this point he yelled out: "That's it, I'm gonna f*ckin' kick your ass!"
Now I have to turn around and face the guy. I was perfectly content to let the first one slide off my back, and I'd even let that second comment pass, but if he's going to come at me, I'm not going to let him have a free shot at me from behind. I turned and stopped, he walked up to me and stood in front of me and asked me again where I was coming from. At this point we did our quick sizing up of each other and I knew I'd be okay. I'm 6'3" 200 lbs and he wasn't much more than 5'7" 120. I didn't answer and just stared him down so he raised his hands to hit me. I did the same then took a quick step/lunge towards him and saw him back off 2 steps with a worried look on his face. I just shook my head again, told him to be on his way and started walking away.
As soon as I got back to the wife I heard him yell out again: "Don't f*cking disrespect me! I'm gonna kill you you dumb f*ck!"
I went to turn around again but he had already come up beside me and raised his hands again. I did the same and I think he went to hit me, but if he did it was the worst punch in the history of punches as it didn't come anywhere near me. He then tried to kick me, so I brought my knee up and hit him in the shin pretty good. I told him to just get lost and he ran off, still yelling threats at me. Keep in mind here that by this time a lot of people were watching.
Now, I could have very easily dropped the guy but I didn't. There are a few reasons. First, I didn't want to spend the next several hours talking to the cops when I had to be up at 5AM the next morning for work just to have the guy thrown in the slammer overnight. Second, I wasn't sure exactly what the other people had seen and didn't want any stories to go against me (I was having a terrible day by that point and getting accused of starting something was just how that day would have ended with my luck). Third, I didn't want to cut my knuckles on his teeth and have the blood from his split lip get into me along with whatever diseases he might have from his years of probable intra-venous drug use.
The wife is a bit upset with me for not just telling the guy where we were coming from. She was pretty scared by the incident.
edit: changed hobo as I'm guessing he wasn't travelling around looking for work