How to get into a brawl while rekeying a clients house!
so anyways, im just trying to mind my own business but this is all happening around me and so im just taking note of it.
Then the ex boyfriend shows up!
He starts yelling and screaming, and crying and cussing in the driveway at the 40 yr old woman, my locksmith is in the van doing the rekey, i said to him...
"hey man, i dont know about you, but im gonna stand inside the house to keep an eye on this." he didnt reply back to me, just gave me a look that said, 'do what you got to do'.
So i walk up beside the man to let my presence be known, Im 6'3, 265lbs, and have a shaved head, im intimidating, but this guy was about the same height, and had at least 30-40lbs on me. He saw me and eventualy decided to get in his truck and leave. Situation over right? wrong,
So im now fucking with this kwikset knob on the back door, and i hear the Grandmother screem "get outta here! im calling the cops!" i turn around and the guy was standing in the kitchen behind me and was yelling at the grandmother, the daughter was presumably hidding in the bedroom. He wouldnt leave, then the grandmother looked at me and said,
"sir, will you please help me? will you get this man out of here?"
Boys and girls, Im a Texan first, a Marine second, an Iraq War Veteran third, then an American by the grace of God! i dont step down, and i DO NOT let men harass women, not while im still breathing. And on top of all of this, I used to box and wrestle for the Marine Corps, Im a tough cookie to boot, and happily walked over to this prick and proceeded to ask him to leave. He refused, well i decided to help him move towards the door, he didnt like that one bit, he shoved me almost clear into the kitchen again from the hallway, then out came my DUKES! I boxed that boy up like he had never been boxed before, but that big son of a bitch would not go down. Im a head hunter by nature, and used to spend hours on the speed bag a while back, and every punch i threw at him landed squar on his jaw and on the button of his nose...he did not go down! He punched and kicked and clawed his way at me, we were TEARING UP THIS POOR WOMAN'S HOUSE! Then the daughter steped out of her room and got in between us (like all women do when the boys start to brawl) and seperated us, crying begging us to stop, then..the fucker swung over her and hit me square in the face, and i mean my whole face! this guys fist was about the size of my head! lifted me off the ground by about a foot, and i flew back about 3 feet into the living room. on the floor looking up at him.. i was god damned astonished and looked up at this baby huey and relized i just might get my butt whooped today! But i got back up, and started hitting him, every punch, very presice and to the point, i hit him about 3 or 4 times for every step i could manage to force him out the front door, all the while the 40 year old daughter was standing in between us screeming for dear life,
and through all of this, i happened to look over and see if my other locksmith was going to step in and have my back should i end up on the floor again, guess what? he was standing 10 feet away in the kitchen just watching with a blank look on his face. fucking pussy!
finaly, a few more punches in on this guys chin and nose and he was finaly out the front door so i could lock it. he was spitten blood and had a possible broken nose with as much blood that was commin out of it. I had a town work shirt, my glasses were completely broken, his blood was on me, but i wasnt bleeding or injured. aside from the scratch on my face, probly from a ring he was wearing when he heas hitting me, i was fine, my knuckles were fine, my jaw is fine, 10 years of martial arts and being a little scrapper in the Marine Corps finaly paid off!
The cops came, saw that it was all in self defense and i was protecting the women. I filed a report, and decided to press charges because the daughter refused to press charges, the police said if i did, that they would then have reason to hunt him down and put him in a jail cell for 24 hours and keep an eye on it from then on. So i pressed charges to keep the women safe, not because im a prick.
I go back to the lock shop and explain this and what all happened to my bosses, there reply was this..
"the next time you see a man hitting a woman, or if you ever came across a person dying in the street, just walk away, its not your job to interviene. we could have been sued for what you did."
guess what, im not even getting paid to be an apprentice under these hippies!!!! typical coloradoans! always to scared to lose their money over doing what is right!
i shouldve just said "well sir, im a Texan and i dont back down when i see a grown ass man threatening and harassing a woman. Im a Marine and i was not taught to run away when people are in destress and danger!"
What did i learn from all of this?
Ive been doing martial arts for 10 years and teaching self defense and jiujitsu for the past 4 years. Aikido, tae kwon do, jiujitsu, kung fu, tai chi, none of that crap will work when your forced to fight a man almost 300lbs, crazy, and your fighting in a hallway or a living room about the size of pig pen. what wins a fight is Boxing, Muay Thai, Wrestling, and thick determination to be the victor, not the victim, in a fight. Especialy when your fighting for the safety of women. Dont wast your time with a martial art that you cant prove in a cage, in a ring, or on the street. Do only what works and what has been proven, and what comes natural.
lastly, I dont like working for hippies that dont want to pay me for working for them, and dont have my back when i step in to protect a woman from a crazed ex boyfriend, fuck them, ill take my services elsewhere.
But the truth of the matter is, i dont belong here. i dont belong in colorado, i dont belong here in america as a civilian. I belong in the military, serving my country, and sticking up for people and fighting for them because its plain to see that the majority of americans just wont do it. So i need to lose some damn weight, and get my ass back into the real fight!