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What a night.
« on: November 05, 2009, 06:37:12 AM »
So, I dont know if its the week or the time of the year or maybe the full moon, but I have had one of the strangest weeks. Starting sunday being a bad day droping 200 bucks into my car cus we got a flat, tire had rot so had to replace it, and me being brillent and thinking, "well fuck its only a mile to wal-mart throw on the spare and go." i did not relise i put the spare on backwords tell after I tightened the last lug nut. Arrive at walmart and find out i striped 4 of the 5 studs. so droped 80 bucks for a new tire and 95 for 5 new studs the next day. Course this results in a big fight with the wife.

tuesday was smooth.

wendsday, sigh I get a call at 9:30 to do an escort out of the mall, np, it goes fine, then I get a second call another escort. this bitch was high as a kite, im assuming meth cus she was verry paranoid, would have been good looking if she was cleaned up, so she claims her ex-boyfriend had haired a person to mug her last week and broke her nose, wich looked fine, and claimed thats why she had dark circles under her eyes. she gets in my work truck and i drive her around to the food court from pennys north. so I get a call in the middle of this that there is a strange guy in the food court. so i get to the food court, and i suggest she waits in the food court cus she insisted she was too drunk to drive but unablget ahold of her friend. she then sees a car near hers hits me and says, "quick go over there i think thats my mugger." so we drive over there, and she relises its just some random person in a car.  so she gets out of the car and tells me shes just gonna chat over there with the random person.

so onto the food court guy, I see him sitting infront of the new didgtal coke machine. so I approch him realising hes having some sort of conversation with the machine (I assume the machine). so I tell him its time to go and he says ok, but I dont have a ride. I ask if he can catch the bus and he says only if he lets me. I say well its the public bus so im sure he wont mind. the guy says yeah he does mine, but he says its ok. I say good, i can give you a ride if you need to the bus stop. He says ok, so I give him a ride and on the ride the guy says, " I have a powerfull friend, and he is all knowing all powerfull." I assume hes talking bout god cus its sw missouri and everyone does. so I say "thats a good friend to have." He replys, "He can see everything, but if I tell his secreat he will hurt me, hurt me bad." I say, "well dont tell me I dont want you to get hurt." he replys, "He protects me and wont let anyone hurt me, but he will hurt me if I tell his secret." so we arive at the bus stop, and I wish him luck, and he just laughs this strange evil laugh and walks to the bus stop.

15 min later I get a call bout a strange guy walking around in the mall. so I approch him, and hes verry confused looking. I ask him if hes ok, he says, "no I have been having a bad day." I tell him, " im sorry that im gonna make it worse and have to ask you to leave." he says, "tthats fine." make a long story short, he walks from the JC pennys north court, to the men dillards court 4 times and I keep asking him if he needs directions. Finaly I tell him the food court is that way pennys is the other way. he says ok, im parked by pennys. so we walk that way, he then gets to the doors and says I need my coat, but somone stole it. so I say, "we passed one back there is that it?" he is happy he found his coat, then say my keys are in my car. I offer to call Mr. Lockout so he does that, he then says hes missing his coat again. I remind him he is wearing it. he says, " no my brown coat" I tell him we had one turned in earlyer to lost and found. so we go back to the food court for his coat. guess the guy put his 3 coats in all diffrent spots threw the mall. so I drive him to his car after giving his coat to him.

just a strange night/week. hope it is over.

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Re: What a night.
« Reply #1 on: November 05, 2009, 01:17:05 PM »
Odd...

Makes you wonder what was behind the scenes in those peoples lives? 

Sounds like the intro to a WoD game to me.  I hope it's over for you as well.  Very odd, do you get many people like that?

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Re: What a night.
« Reply #2 on: November 05, 2009, 02:02:08 PM »
Wow. The Night Mall is real. talk about some surreal experiences.

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Re: What a night.
« Reply #3 on: November 05, 2009, 06:56:54 PM »
I know, its a rare thing but when the crazy come out they come out in force. I used to get this type of stuff all the time when I worked the down town bus station, but havent had it at the mall. Makes you feel like your in another world or something. I think the last guy the one that keep walking around was very confused or on downers or some sort of LSD. cus he looked like a decent guy and had a nice car. but the other 2 were just wack jobs.

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Re: What a night.
« Reply #4 on: November 06, 2009, 04:14:30 AM »
well my night isent over, and I have more great story! ill post again when I get off today is my friday so I hope this is the end. but ill have pictures with my next post! Yay!

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Re: What a night.
« Reply #5 on: November 06, 2009, 06:56:38 AM »
So there I was. Sitting in my security truck tonight. Sadly I only got 1 picture to show you, but If I can get more I will. So all of the sudden I See this truck on my property pull in around the cornner, and it is making a grinding nosie from hell! Im thinking he got a flat is drunk and prob rolling on the rim. For the few that are framiler with the mall I work at im stitting south of the food court facing Mc Donalds. He comes around womens Dillard's south dillard's. He drives north to the JC Penny's stop sign and stops. Pulls out a little does a few circles trying to do doughnuts but cant get enough speed cus his tranny is grinding. he stops right befor I pull out to see what he is doing. he goes to Mens Dillard's the north dillard's south entrance. and stopes at the stop sign. turns and faces my truck. next thing I know he floors it going about 20 MPH, and slams into the driver Rear fender of my security Truck! I look out the window and yell, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!" he backs up and starts to leave property. Make a long story short He was plasterd out of his mind. the grinding nosie I heard was his front bumper grinding aginst his driver side front wheel cause apperntly the first thing he hit on my property was a 16 foot big blue construction dumpster. he moved it around 8 feet. he destroyed the front end of his truck and did a pretty good number to my rear fender. The cops caught him north of grand on Glendstone wich is like 3 miles from the mall I work at. anyways my week is over and hopfully will be better from here on out. I took about 5 or 6 shots of captian morgains to get the edge off when I got home and ready for bed.  sorry for only the one photo, but my boss was there and im not supposed to have my cell phone haha! so no pics of his truck his truck was trashed. the front bumper was grinding on the tires so bad that it grinded off all the rubber down to the steal belt inside the tire. haha! what a crazy week.




P.S. I hate full moon weeks!

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Re: What a night.
« Reply #6 on: November 06, 2009, 08:22:54 PM »
Yeah man, that full moon was fucking intense. I'm glad you survived all the craziness.
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