Post by melonie on Nov 3, 2013 12:02:44 GMT -5
In my life I have dealt with a lot of different types of people. My dad and my (might as well be) step dad are both different types alcoholics. My first husband is an alcoholic, and a few other boyfriends as well. I'm pretty sure my little sister is too, although she hasn't had a problem giving it up for her pregnancy.
So I learned early on which battles to fight with a drunk person. (none really) I worked in a bar for a year and learned even more lessons there.
My mothers mom was killed by a drunk driver 3 months before I was born. She was 41. My cousin ruined a promising architect career by driving drunk and killing the other driver, which resulted in a prison stay for involuntary manslaughter. My other cousin was killed in high school because him and a car load of kids were drunk driving. I remember visiting my dad in jail as a small kid. He was in there for dui. In the late 70's he was in a very bad motorcycle accident and about died. He was drunk. Years later when I was 18, he left a party drunk, wrecked his car and left the passenger for dead. Luckily he didn't die, but he is crippled for life. So my dad spent a few years in prison for that. A friend of mines daughter was driving to her morning college class about 6 years ago. She was hit head on by a drunk driver. She barely managed to survive, the other driver didn't. She did lose a leg, and almost her other leg. She was 19 yrs old. I could seriously go on with other examples. When you sit down and start taking notes on how alcohol has affected your life, and your friends lives... It's just stunning.
So the other night when a guy walks in and buys some snacks and wants to cash in a few lotto scratch tickets, I noted he speech was a bit slurred. He didn't smell of alcohol, and he acted pretty normal, looked a bit tired. I was unable to cash out one of his winning tickets because I didn't have enough cash. I explained it and thought everything was fine, and I didn't think anymore of it.
Apparently everything wasn't fine. He approached me a few minutes later asking me why I couldn't cash out the ticket. I tried to explain it to him again, but he wasn't interested in what I had to say. He was interested in fighting with me. I admit I fell for it. He turned into a condescending asshole very quickly and bit back, which I shouldn't have done. But he pissed me off and I wasn't going to take it with a smile. Which I guess surprised him but also egged him on. I realized that this guy was a lot more intoxicated than he originally seemed. His speech was pretty slurred the angrier he got, his arguments were completely irrational and he was rather unreasonable. He threatened to call my boss, and I told him to go ahead, and asked him if he had her number. I told him I could save him the trouble and started for the phone. He ran out the door as I was dialing 911. I told dispatch the little that I knew. I thought I knew who it was, and only had a vague description of the car.
I didn't think they would catch him. But around 5am I got a call from an officer asking if I would fill out a statement and have my boss pull the video tapes. I learned who the guy was, and my initial thought was right.
When my boss came in and I told her what happened, she groaned. Not because of what I did, but who it was.
She warned me to be prepared for his mother to approach me, as she is a raging bitch. She told me that the company would stand behind me, etc. I told her I wasn't worried, I didn't do anything wrong. His dad is also a prominent physician in town as well.
Apparently this guy (he's 23) has managed to escape serious trouble because of who his parents are. He dated my bosses daughter in the past...so she has a bit more insight on the guy. I guess he's a royal prick, which explains some of the argument we had.
I'm half pissed that I might have to defend myself, and fully pissed that the guy will likely walk away with little to nothing thanks to the power of money and attorneys.
This is not the first time I've called in and reported a drunk driver, and it won't be the last. It's my 5th so far. I have a 0 tolerance for it.
This kid picked the wrong person to be an asshole too. Had he just kept to himself I would have never realized how intoxicated he was. But no, he had to argue over a $50 lotto ticket that he could cash out a few hours later. I've decided that if his mother has the balls to approach me, that I will keep my cool. Inform her that I don't appreciate being harassed, and if it happens again I will file a complaint and a restraining order. I really have nothing to lose by standing up for myself. Except maybe my job at the shelter. That would suck.
In the end, I would do it again. I will do it again as well. Just hopefully next time I won't forget that it doesn't really do any good to argue with anyone while they're intoxicated.
So I learned early on which battles to fight with a drunk person. (none really) I worked in a bar for a year and learned even more lessons there.
My mothers mom was killed by a drunk driver 3 months before I was born. She was 41. My cousin ruined a promising architect career by driving drunk and killing the other driver, which resulted in a prison stay for involuntary manslaughter. My other cousin was killed in high school because him and a car load of kids were drunk driving. I remember visiting my dad in jail as a small kid. He was in there for dui. In the late 70's he was in a very bad motorcycle accident and about died. He was drunk. Years later when I was 18, he left a party drunk, wrecked his car and left the passenger for dead. Luckily he didn't die, but he is crippled for life. So my dad spent a few years in prison for that. A friend of mines daughter was driving to her morning college class about 6 years ago. She was hit head on by a drunk driver. She barely managed to survive, the other driver didn't. She did lose a leg, and almost her other leg. She was 19 yrs old. I could seriously go on with other examples. When you sit down and start taking notes on how alcohol has affected your life, and your friends lives... It's just stunning.
So the other night when a guy walks in and buys some snacks and wants to cash in a few lotto scratch tickets, I noted he speech was a bit slurred. He didn't smell of alcohol, and he acted pretty normal, looked a bit tired. I was unable to cash out one of his winning tickets because I didn't have enough cash. I explained it and thought everything was fine, and I didn't think anymore of it.
Apparently everything wasn't fine. He approached me a few minutes later asking me why I couldn't cash out the ticket. I tried to explain it to him again, but he wasn't interested in what I had to say. He was interested in fighting with me. I admit I fell for it. He turned into a condescending asshole very quickly and bit back, which I shouldn't have done. But he pissed me off and I wasn't going to take it with a smile. Which I guess surprised him but also egged him on. I realized that this guy was a lot more intoxicated than he originally seemed. His speech was pretty slurred the angrier he got, his arguments were completely irrational and he was rather unreasonable. He threatened to call my boss, and I told him to go ahead, and asked him if he had her number. I told him I could save him the trouble and started for the phone. He ran out the door as I was dialing 911. I told dispatch the little that I knew. I thought I knew who it was, and only had a vague description of the car.
I didn't think they would catch him. But around 5am I got a call from an officer asking if I would fill out a statement and have my boss pull the video tapes. I learned who the guy was, and my initial thought was right.
When my boss came in and I told her what happened, she groaned. Not because of what I did, but who it was.
She warned me to be prepared for his mother to approach me, as she is a raging bitch. She told me that the company would stand behind me, etc. I told her I wasn't worried, I didn't do anything wrong. His dad is also a prominent physician in town as well.
Apparently this guy (he's 23) has managed to escape serious trouble because of who his parents are. He dated my bosses daughter in the past...so she has a bit more insight on the guy. I guess he's a royal prick, which explains some of the argument we had.
I'm half pissed that I might have to defend myself, and fully pissed that the guy will likely walk away with little to nothing thanks to the power of money and attorneys.
This is not the first time I've called in and reported a drunk driver, and it won't be the last. It's my 5th so far. I have a 0 tolerance for it.
This kid picked the wrong person to be an asshole too. Had he just kept to himself I would have never realized how intoxicated he was. But no, he had to argue over a $50 lotto ticket that he could cash out a few hours later. I've decided that if his mother has the balls to approach me, that I will keep my cool. Inform her that I don't appreciate being harassed, and if it happens again I will file a complaint and a restraining order. I really have nothing to lose by standing up for myself. Except maybe my job at the shelter. That would suck.
In the end, I would do it again. I will do it again as well. Just hopefully next time I won't forget that it doesn't really do any good to argue with anyone while they're intoxicated.
I look forward to learning much here