posted on May, 2 2011 @ 04:22 PM
my actual intention concerning the topic of this thread is,
have you noticed the mood and attitude of our fellow humans heading down hill at a fast rate as the economy continues it's downward spiral?
i'd like to relate an experience that happened to me. please share yours and i'll add more if the thread goes anywhere. i'm a vendor at flea
markets, craft shows, gem and mineral shows etc.....
so my crossing paths with hundreds of people each weekend puts me in a place where it is very obvious to me.
this first story has nothing to do with that though.
i was heading back from a 2 week pack trip into the gila wilderness. i pulled off of i-25 in a small new mexico town for some gas. walk into the gas
station and a biker dude has the cashier by the front of her shirt.
blaming/ yelling at her for the insane price of their fuel.
i walk over, tap him on the shoulder and say,'are you seriously ignorant enough to think this woman has anything to do with that?'
''someone needs blamed, so it's this 'n' .
he lets go of her shirt, turns and just cold cocks me right in the jaw. my legs buckle and i go down on my knees.
i'm not a little guy, 6'1/225, and this dude is at least a few inches taller and quite a number of pounds heavier.
while i'm still on my knees i look up to the woman and tell her to get out, lock herself in the office, bathroom. she grabs the register keys and
i can obviously smell booze on the biker, so i knew this situation was far from over.
i stood back up, waggled my finger at him and said,'ok, nice shot, bring it on.'
he moves towards me and i kicked him right in the nuts. as he doubled over a bit i grabbed his hair and broke his jaw with my knee.
it was like a freakin' freddie kruger movie, he looks at me, smiles and just plows into me like a line backer.
we went over backwards and took out an entire shelf of chips. the rack broke and i felt a sharp piece of metal slice right into my lower back. out of
the corner of my eye i see a gentleman in a cowboy hat walk in, turn around and leave.
great, the only guy who can help just bailed.
the biker starts just pounding me, i grab his testicles and squeeze as hard as i can. he shrieks and backs off a bit.
i stand up, feeling intense pain in my lower back.
biker dude punches me a few more times, i get in a few good ones and suddenly he drops to the ground.
rancher is standing behind him with a large pry bar.
points it at me, i throw up my hands, and 4 cops come bursting through the door.
i didn't even know what hit me.
when i came to the woman was standing between me and the cops, pleading them not to hurt me anymore.
the cops wanted me to wait for the ambulance, but the rancher said he could get me to the clinic much faster.
a dozen or so stitches later and some other work done rancher walks in and asks if i'm ok.
monica, the lady at the station showed the cops the video and totally stuck up for me so i was in the clear.
rancher dude drives me back to the station, insists that i drive my r.v. to his ranch and spend the night.
very nice folks, his wife changed my bandages a few times and fed both me and my dog so i didn't have to get up.
sad to say the one thing on my mind was the clinic bill, i only had 500 on me, no insurance, and that was only about a third of the total. first thing
in the morn, while i'm lying in bed sipping coffee the ranchers wife brought me a cop car followed by a pickup pulls up next to my rv.
'damn, i thought this was over!'
they both come into the rv with my permission, he introduces himself as the owner of the station and says to me,' we really appreciate what you did,
would it be ok if i take care of this?'
he hods up my hospital bill.
i say, 'sir, s*#t happens, i have no intention of suing you.'
'sorry, that is not what i meant, i feel obligated to help, monica told me what happened and the surveillance tape says it all.'
'i'm sure not going to argue with you, but i could pay it off myself.'
he hands me the 500 i put down on the bill, shakes my hand and wishes me a speedy recovery.
i spent a second night at the ranch, bill and sue were their names, drove back here and am now sitting here with a numb leg, doc said the nerve damage
should heal, two fingers that were dislocated and reset, another finger that was broken, one tooth gone forever, another that is barely hanging in
there and most likely will not make, a bunch of stitches in my back, a black eye and bruised face.
i'd do it all again tomorrow if need be.