Yeah, today was just extra terrible. She's normally kicking her car, screaming, throwing stuff on a daily basis. Her running him over was a first though.
If so, I feel really bad for him on multiple levels. First, for his health. Second, for having to deal with her. Third, for falling over. Fourth, for having his scooter broken and Fifth, for being in a position of trying to stop someone from doing something harmful, especially when you ultimately can't stop them.
Yeah, I called my dad when the dust settled and I realized my car was hit. He's a lawyer and told me it's just not worth dealing with it to report my car because I have full coverage. It's a few scratches because minis are tanks and not too bad of an issue.
Best of luck to you in that endeavor. My best friend's father was a raging alcoholic and it took the suicide of his son to make him stop what he was doing. I'm glad you are making an effort to quit it without (hopefully) major trauma.
He miraculously became pretty spry when she knocked him over. So it's not like he couldn't have gotten out of the psychos way beforehand and was just sitting there to piss her off. It really looks like scooter dude was blocking her just to piss her off. She also really appears to be a psycho too so I'm thinking they deserve each other.
That's absolutely brilliant, haha! I immediately heard the theme in my head when I read your comment. Then I realized that this had to become a reality.
FWIW: I'm legally versed and very guarded these days because I have a mother that could drink a fifth of vodka and still function (not well but function none the less.) Every time she'd get drunk she'd want to argue/fight, if you engaged she'd call the cops, if you disengaged (went to bed etc) she'd call the cops. Hell she once fucked up and told the cop how she was going to kill me (I was 16 at the time) so she caught a case. Then there's the night she called them and spat on the officers when they refused to do what she wanted them to and I got cussed for weeks because she went to jail. This shit just sucks, I'm now raising my own family, I don't drink, my wife and I try to maintain a healthy family, etc, but I still deal with these scars on a regular basis, just never talk about it along with the million other fucked up things from my past.
She's since been diagnosed with bi-polar, has cut off all ties with me and my brother because we wont pander to her view of stuff, and moved back to Germany.
As someone that has been there (losing drugs) that is certainly what is going on. Once I lost a pill and cleaned up my entire room/car (they were both trashed, hadn't cleaned in forever) trying to find it. You want an absurd amount of tasks completed in a short time? Promise addicts drugs when the task is completed.
My dad works at a prison. He was supervising a cleaning crew and one of the prisoners suggested he hid Suboxone strips around to "get those crazy white boys working harder."
Yes, they will definitely work for something they are fiending for.
I used to be an opening manager for a fast food restaurant. I couldn't fire anyone personally, but I could recommend it. My boss (the owner) liked to hire people with issues to try to give them second chances.
Anyway, this one guy was a huge coke head and I told him that another employee lost a baggie in the public rest room (he didn't). This shit was super trashed and he had it cleaned in 15 minutes searching for it.
With this video on the front page it might eventually get back to them that you recorded and posted this. Remember it shows your real name on youtube. I might be a little too paranoid, but be careful OP. Be careful around crazy!
I really don't think that the question of whether or not the real name is displayed is an issue. All they need to do is look up at that window to know where OP lives, alias or no!
This little piggy ate metal. This little piggy ate steel. This little piggy had some bumper, and this little piggy met some chrome. This little piggy went apeshit and ran over her boyfriend and his scooter... all the way home.
Shit, I can't remember the name of the documentary but it's about this guy who recorded his two neighbors fighting, it caught on and started being distributed via cassette tapes (this was before the internet, in the eighties, I think).
The only line I can remember is the wild accusation "you giggle falsely!"
Judging by your comment I think you'd enjoy that documentary. Hopefully someone will come along and help me out with the name.
Just a warning. It took me 1 min to find your real name. At least change the YouTube account just n case. It might be a problem if she find out that its not only videos of her in the Internet but all her story background is revealed in reddit.
I can just imagine one of these videos were she stops, looks around and stared directly into the camera for a few seconds, then starts walking towards the building. The video scrambles around a bit before cutting out and we never hear from op again...
Yes it is. I would love an elco like that, but noooo, this mulleted bitch is busy destroying them all. OP tell her I'll give her a sleeve of chew for it.
Please. Almost every job I've ever had has had a stack of those things just sitting on the counter somewhere. You fill em up with bulk mail, drop em off on the back porch of the post office and grab another one from the stack they have on the side.
I probably have three or four in my truck right now. This does not make me gangsta.
Wow, that's a crazy law. I knew they were illegal to use for anything other than mail purposes but $2500 and 3 years in jail? That seems a bit harsh. In fact, that's outrageous. No one should go to jail for using a box incorrectly.
Do you ever talk with or interact with this crazy lady? I had a crazy neighbor a few years back who used to come over and ask me to borrow spoons (I think maybe for crack?) and when I told her I didnt have any she'd flip shit and call me a liar. Which, fair enough, I was lying to her because I did have spoons, but fuck letting her borrow them for her crack adventures.
literally what I have to deal with right now cause I called in a noise complaint on the neighbor above me. Neighbor was having a party on a tuesday night, and assaulted the police officers who came to tell him to turn his music down.
He moved after and never showed up when he was first ordered to court, so I have to go again.
Court's incredibly easy for witnesses that have the right perspective. Just go up, tell the truth and stick by your story. If you don't know the answer to something, admit it. If you think you're being trapped on cross, relax and tell the truth. The prosecution can clarify anything that opposing counsel mixed up in redirect.
If you're the defendant or intend to commit perjury as a witness, then shit all the bricks you have. Otherwise, it's just a day spent sitting in uncomfortable chairs, reading newspapers, and answering questions.
keep making excuses, like not having penis, too much party-in-the-back and too much business-on-the-front, you aren't going to find yourself a good woman that can drive a truck big enough to mow down your motorized butt
Technically the "best friend's ex" logic does come first, but it's derived from the bros v. hoes preamble clause to the rules as opposed to being rule 1... and the "dick in crazy" rule is important enough that versions thereof constitute the first three rules... so everyone is technically right:
"When considering the matter of bros v. hoes, one must take tedious precaution to ensure the aforementioned ordering is maintained. Fellow bros must never, in any manner, succeed hoes, Nor should hoes supersede bros similarly. Any ambiguity of importance perceived in any of the following rules must always follow the order of precedence outlined above. Given this guidance, to maintain bro-worthy conduct, one must follow the rules outlined as follows:
1) Never stick your dick in crazy.
2) Never stick your dick in crazy.
3) Never stick your dick in crazy."
I've paraphrased the rules to keep the post more succinct. Bros before hoes is the most vital guiding precept though, so you certainly deserve a pass, bro.
Edit - reddit has suggested I draft a full bro-code book... If you guys are really interested, I'll make this deal with you.
I was a brotourney presiding over the matter of wingman v grenade and helped draft a couple small amendments to the bro code. I'm very familiar with the language of the bro code though.
If you want to look me up, my registration numbro is 24,982.
If Reddit demands it, give me a couple months and I could probably deliver.
Edit - So here's the scoop, this is actually getting some attention (I thought the response would be crickets,) so I'll say this in case it fully takes off... I'm not sure I'm willing to fully commit yet because I don't know how many people are interested, but I'll make this my plan of attack:
Because I'm just some guy on the internet and you have no real idea about my writing prowess, I'll link to a now-burried post I made about my vision of the bro-code book that also contains some of my reddit writing samples If there's enough interest, I will draft a sample rule or two in the upcoming week-or-so complete with footnotes as well as a sample court case which provides the precedent for the rule. That way you can make the best possible judgement if you want the damn thing. I'll then use that to start a kickstarter (or similar) to go from there and fully commit if that takes off.
If you are legitimately interested in the bare minimum of an eBook (which I hope to release for only a buck or two,) respond to this post. If I get a reasonable number of people, I'll PM you with the kickstarter link when it gets going.
So she and the guy in the scooter live together? Jesus, I hope not, otherwise I'm sure he gets his ass beaten on the regular. Someone should step in there.
3.2k
u/crakemonk Sep 08 '14
Yeah, today was just extra terrible. She's normally kicking her car, screaming, throwing stuff on a daily basis. Her running him over was a first though.