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I wasn't expecting that!
The last time I was in a fight was spring break 1996 in Corpus Christi, Tx.
I was twenty-two and five months from getting out of the Air Force.
It was in a bar called the Ucitan.
I was plowed and back then, that meant I was violent.
That guy was looking at me because I was being loud, rude, and beligerent and I didn't him doing that.
I hated when people acted annoyed by me.
After about 5 minutes of the dirty looks, I got up and went over and told him, if he had a seeing problem, I can fix it.
He smirked.
Then I hit him.
But I punched him in the mouth.
Well, after a night and day in the Nueces Co. Jail, I had to go back to my base, in North Carolina, and tell them I got arrested and that I have to go back for my court hearing.
Amazingly, my squadron commander didn't do or say much of anything to me about it.
Well, I went back to court in Texass, and got a year's probation (through the mail) and had to pay for the guy's dental work, as I had knocked six of his front teeth out onto the floor...... for looking at me.
I guess the judge knew the plane fares and a long distance probation would suck enough, so I got off REAL easy.
That was the last time I ever went out to a club with a tough-guy attitude.
Since then, I've been in plenty of scraps while I worked in the penitentiary, but that was mostly unprovoked, or simply taking someone down for compliance.
Now, since I haven't worked in the prison for five years, I don't seem to have much of a violent anything, anymore.
Seems time and experience have turned me into a diplomat.
The last time I was in a fight was spring break 1996 in Corpus Christi, Tx.
I was twenty-two and five months from getting out of the Air Force.
It was in a bar called the Ucitan.
I was plowed and back then, that meant I was violent.
That guy was looking at me because I was being loud, rude, and beligerent and I didn't him doing that.
I hated when people acted annoyed by me.
After about 5 minutes of the dirty looks, I got up and went over and told him, if he had a seeing problem, I can fix it.
He smirked.
Then I hit him.
But I punched him in the mouth.
Well, after a night and day in the Nueces Co. Jail, I had to go back to my base, in North Carolina, and tell them I got arrested and that I have to go back for my court hearing.
Amazingly, my squadron commander didn't do or say much of anything to me about it.
Well, I went back to court in Texass, and got a year's probation (through the mail
) and had to pay for the guy's dental work, as I had knocked six of his front teeth out onto the floor...... for looking at me.I guess the judge knew the plane fares and a long distance probation would suck enough, so I got off REAL easy.
That was the last time I ever went out to a club with a tough-guy attitude.
Since then, I've been in plenty of scraps while I worked in the penitentiary, but that was mostly unprovoked, or simply taking someone down for compliance.
Now, since I haven't worked in the prison for five years, I don't seem to have much of a violent anything, anymore.
Seems time and experience have turned me into a diplomat.
