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Last delivery of the night..
Fifteen minutes till close.. I'm in a hurry to get home and get my "Throne" on (it's the season finale).. I'm walking to my car from the pizza place when from out of the darkness steps a man I've seen before. He sometimes hangs out next door at the laundromat..not doing laundry but mumbling and sometimes yelling to himself.
HM=Homicidal Maniac
HM: Hey! You know that girl who used to work there?.. and that other one! The blonde one!
ME: I don't know dude. I have no idea what you're even talking about. But I'm in a hurry so, have a good one!
no such people have worked there since I've been here
HM: I know I'm gonna get to the bottom of this!
ME: Well then.. fuck off. I don't care.
He starts walking towards me
HM: They're in there! You've got them behind a steal door!
closer
ME: Back the fuck away from me.
By now I've tossed my pizza bag on the seat and am getting in the car when he dashes over, preventing me from closing the door. He was already in my bubble before but now he's in my face.
ME: Get the fuck away from me! Do you want me to call the police? You know there's a police station right over there.
HM: Call the police! I want them to see! Call them! Call them! Do it! Cal them callthemcallthemcallthemcalllllltheemmmmmcallthem! !!!!!!!!!!!
He is screaming right in my face. I shove him away from me almost out of pure reflex. Then I try to pull myself out of my seat when a sucker punch nearly lays me out... I catch myself on the open car door and reel.. then the rage sets in.. I start throwing wild punches but he has a clear advantage. He's much taller and I'm stuck between two cars and a wall with no where to maneuver so I just block his punches and try to punch back but he has the entirety of the parking lot to run to and I have about 2 feet to the sides and maybe 3 feet behind me.. I'm a cornered animal. He flees from my every attack.
After a few minutes of either of us landing anything that could do any damage, the rage has stopped fueling me, the fear starts to creep in. This guy is acting fucking nuts, and he is bigger than me... but it's obvious that he's not going to fight me anymore unless I give him another opportunity at a cheap shot.. I try one last desperate move to counter the enormous reach he has on me.. I boost myself off of the car and try a two-footed captain Kirk style kick at him. I can only imagine how ridiculous that must have looked. But I managed to at least catch him in the chest and send him reeling backwards onto his ass. I had hoped that would end it, or at least give me some time to grab my phone or a weapon... something....
I get into my car and close the door, search for my phone and he breaks the driver side window and starts clawing at me growling like some maniac. He rips my shirt nearly off of me and tries to pull me out of the car or strangle me, I'm not really sure. I start the engine and put it in reverse, shaking him loose from my window. At first he tries to chase after me, but I just sort of corral him with my car, chasing him into the corner again. I call the police, and do my best to block the exit with my car and he doesn't move and gives up and sits down. When the police arrived he seemed as calm and meek as can be but eventually the crazy took over and he attacked them.. so straight to jail he goes.. I'm sure he'll get an insanity plea and I'll see him again. We are next door to his favorite place to hang out and yell at himself. Next time he comes anywhere near me again I'm not giving him a warning. If he gets into my bubble again, I'm probably just gonna deck him as hard as I can until I drop him. I was honestly trying to be nice and avoid a fight but he just kept getting closer and closer. And when he punched me, well now I know he's a violent offender and I can't let my guard down..
Fifteen minutes till close.. I'm in a hurry to get home and get my "Throne" on (it's the season finale).. I'm walking to my car from the pizza place when from out of the darkness steps a man I've seen before. He sometimes hangs out next door at the laundromat..not doing laundry but mumbling and sometimes yelling to himself.
HM=Homicidal Maniac
HM: Hey! You know that girl who used to work there?.. and that other one! The blonde one!
ME: I don't know dude. I have no idea what you're even talking about. But I'm in a hurry so, have a good one!
no such people have worked there since I've been here
HM: I know I'm gonna get to the bottom of this!
ME: Well then.. fuck off. I don't care.
He starts walking towards me
HM: They're in there! You've got them behind a steal door!
closer
ME: Back the fuck away from me.
By now I've tossed my pizza bag on the seat and am getting in the car when he dashes over, preventing me from closing the door. He was already in my bubble before but now he's in my face.
ME: Get the fuck away from me! Do you want me to call the police? You know there's a police station right over there.
HM: Call the police! I want them to see! Call them! Call them! Do it! Cal them callthemcallthemcallthemcalllllltheemmmmmcallthem! !!!!!!!!!!!
He is screaming right in my face. I shove him away from me almost out of pure reflex. Then I try to pull myself out of my seat when a sucker punch nearly lays me out... I catch myself on the open car door and reel.. then the rage sets in.. I start throwing wild punches but he has a clear advantage. He's much taller and I'm stuck between two cars and a wall with no where to maneuver so I just block his punches and try to punch back but he has the entirety of the parking lot to run to and I have about 2 feet to the sides and maybe 3 feet behind me.. I'm a cornered animal. He flees from my every attack.
After a few minutes of either of us landing anything that could do any damage, the rage has stopped fueling me, the fear starts to creep in. This guy is acting fucking nuts, and he is bigger than me... but it's obvious that he's not going to fight me anymore unless I give him another opportunity at a cheap shot.. I try one last desperate move to counter the enormous reach he has on me.. I boost myself off of the car and try a two-footed captain Kirk style kick at him. I can only imagine how ridiculous that must have looked. But I managed to at least catch him in the chest and send him reeling backwards onto his ass. I had hoped that would end it, or at least give me some time to grab my phone or a weapon... something....
I get into my car and close the door, search for my phone and he breaks the driver side window and starts clawing at me growling like some maniac. He rips my shirt nearly off of me and tries to pull me out of the car or strangle me, I'm not really sure. I start the engine and put it in reverse, shaking him loose from my window. At first he tries to chase after me, but I just sort of corral him with my car, chasing him into the corner again. I call the police, and do my best to block the exit with my car and he doesn't move and gives up and sits down. When the police arrived he seemed as calm and meek as can be but eventually the crazy took over and he attacked them.. so straight to jail he goes.. I'm sure he'll get an insanity plea and I'll see him again. We are next door to his favorite place to hang out and yell at himself. Next time he comes anywhere near me again I'm not giving him a warning. If he gets into my bubble again, I'm probably just gonna deck him as hard as I can until I drop him. I was honestly trying to be nice and avoid a fight but he just kept getting closer and closer. And when he punched me, well now I know he's a violent offender and I can't let my guard down..
Glad you ended up making it out okay. I hope he gets locked up for a while, and hopefully is medicated when he comes out. 
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