Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: St. Louis / Bourbon, MO
Got to love when you get shot at
I really loathe doing vehicle recovery's for u-haul when we can't get ahold of the douchemonkey that rented it and decided not to return it on time. I got shot at today, that was kinda fun. Thankfully 400 pound crack heads can't shoot for shit. I had just gotten the door open when his crackwhore girlfriend went outside the shack they were living in and went "DARNELL SOME CRACKER IS STEALING THE TRUCK!"
Spent about 10 seconds trying to get the damn thing to start, got it going, and out comes Darnell. Picture the huge guy from Green Mile, but carrying what looked to be a .38. And being on a dead end street, I only had one way to get out, past him. Tear ass down the end of the street, spin the f-150 around and floor it smoking the tires all the way down the street towards the exit. Hes still standing in the middle of the street with the gun pointed at me. Damn right, I aimed the truck right towards him. But I guess he didn't want to be hit by an f-150 going 60mph. Kinda glad he did though, cause I'm sure a white guy running over a black guy in the ghetto will bring down 150 more black guys with guns.
That fucker owes me a new slim jim, I broke it off in the door getting inside the truck. I think it might be time to put in my 2 weeks notice. I don't get paid enough to get shot at. And its really no fun that I can't shoot back. Ah, the things I'll do just to have some extra money.
A revolution gets its name by always coming back around in your face.