It’s pretty awkward when you sit down in running shorts.
From hassling and physical restraining/shaking to sexual assault and rape is an Olympic quality leap. Your point would be equally valid without the hyperbole. Just sayin’…
Fair enough; amend mine to just plain assault. Still doesn’t belong in the same universe as saying “fuck” in front of your kids, and considering the physical restraining was taking place by a limo the woman was trying to get away from, I think the Olympic level leap may have been about to happen.
Agreed wholeheartedly. You did well, Zeke.
Yeah, my choice of words was somewhat intemperate.
I can see your point of view.
I guess I see it as:
Assaulting Guy - Drunk, fucked up, got called on it, backed down and split peacefully. He wasn’t punching her out or anything. He was still absolutely very much wrong though.
Friends - Buncha fucking cowards that could have and should have stopped idiot boy before it got that point and should have stepped in when it started to get out of hand.
Puffed-up Guy - I hate wanna-be tough guys that pull the “I’m going to act like I’m going to do something until someone stops me!” routine. Its weak and obvious.
'Sides, you’re going to stand by while your buddy behaves like he did and then puff-up at the guy who tells him to lay off? Fuck-you P.U.G.
Joyous - His employee pulled over, and in so doing blocked access to a one-way street (limiting her chances of assistance), stopped and allowed the assault to take place and did less than fucking nothing to assist (not even calling dispatch to report a problem) and then drove off like nothing had happened. Then he responds as if I’m telling you a driver forgot to signal.
Driver - He could have told them he he wasn’t going to wait around, he could have radioed dispatch, he could have radioed or called the cops. He could have refused to stop in the first place. He had a great many options and he exercised the exact worst one in each and every sense.
I should have flipped the order of Driver and Joyous - but mistakes were made 
I did call the cops. I was going to call them all along. And the next day I went down and gave a formal statement on the off-chance that the victim decided to file a complaint. Police can do nothing on a report of an assault if they have no victim.
I could not call the police in the moment because I don’t have a cell-phone; and my voice isn’t loud enough to carry the better part of a dozen blocks.
If you can provide a context in which the driver (the sober one with a duty of care) behaved acceptably then I’m willing to entertain it. I can’t come up with one.
I gave the owner the call 1st because he would have been in a position to take action and give direction near-immediately. He could have shown some concern for his passengers. He didn’t and I reacted poorly.
Again, I did call the police and I did give up a decent chunk of the next morning making a statement I knew would likely do no good at all.
Your first two paragraphs are about as consequential as a fart in a hurricane.
Neither my wife nor I have cell phones. And sadly I’ve found my telepathy has weakened since I turned 40.
I didn’t say I was shocked at anything. The friends acted like cowards, the Bad Guy accepted his wrong and departed peaceably and the one dick - that every group has -made a typically tissue thin show of being anxious to avenge his buddy.
As to the company I expected them to display a modicum of concern. They didn’t, I reacted badly.
So please, take your opinion and the attendant condescension, fold them up until they’re nothing but corners, and stuff them into whatever receptacle you consider most appropriate.
And maybe he was dealing with a monster attack of the piles and was fumbling for his Prep H. I neither know nor give a fuck. Excuses are like assholes - they’re ubiquitous and they all fucking stink.
But it is nice to know that there are still people willing to grasp at any available straw in order to defend the indefensible. Do you get paid for your advocacy or is it just a hobby?
Thank-you to you and all who agree with you. You are obviously exemplary human beings 
Zeke
You might consider what is likely to be more traumatic to five-year-olds: 1) seeing a woman restrained against her will, or 2) seeing their father get into a screaming, profanity-laced confrontation with a group of strangers and risk getting assaulted.
I must have missed the part of the story where the woman was being raped. :dubious:
Let me clarify this a little: which is more traumatic to 5 YOs: watching a woman getting assaulted, or watching their dad step in, albeit pissed off, and do something about it.
I know I’d rather have my dad step up and do something.
Yes, possibly thanks to the OP.
You have mischaracterized the event. I “confronted” (such an important sounding word - good on ya mate) one guy.
I yelled one thing. The rest was tense but much more… why the fuck am I justifying myself you?
Get bent.
Yeah, I’m not sure how rape entered the picture. I don’t think I even suggested that that was what was happening.
Jackmanwhatever-the-fuck - I think the general consensus is that I did the right thing in possibly the wrong way. This is what I said in the TLDR. Clearly one fucking sentence is too long for you to read.
Up your Ritalin and you may one day have an attention span to rival that off a methed-out house-fly.
But do you really suppose it would have any effect had I approached with Bondesque savoir-faire and said, in a soothing and gentle baritone, "Pray pardon good sir, but perhaps you would consider allowing the lady to remove herself from your presence as your behaviour could serve to cause disturbance amongst those of us who have chanced to witness it. Pip pip.
That would be more likely to get my ass-kicked around here you pissant, picayune, pusillanimous piece of porcupine poo.
Yours etc. etc.;
Zeke
…hold on a second here.
The only thing that Joyous has to go on is the word of a random person who has called him and described something that happened in “a stern and adrenalized voice.”
This response:
“Well, I’ll have to talk to the driver when he gets off shift and ask his side of things.”
Is entirely reasonable. Joyous doesn’t know who the fuck you are or why the fuck he should believe what you have said. He hasn’t been rude to you. He hasn’t told you that he is not going to investigate things. He is naturally skeptical of your account. By your own admission you were “adrenalized” when talking to him. You wanted an immediate response to a situation that did not demand an immediate response. The other driver was on a job posing no danger to anyone and to replace him within half an hour based on the word of a random angry guy on the phone would have been compromised his business. I would have acted the same way.
Yes, you flipped. You flipped not because of what Joyous said but because you were too pumped up to have acted in any other way. Calm the fuck down dude. Take a chill pill. Adrenaline can do silly things to you, including how you perceive an incident went down and how you remember it after it is over. You will have nine people testifying that you over reacted and one Taxi owner saying that you completely over reacted in your phone call. And now we have a rant on a message board memorialising exactly how angry you were and how, in your own words, the taxi owner’s response was as professional as you could get up to the point you started threatening his firm.
You acted in a way that almost any customer service rep would have terminated the call well before the swearing started.
You’re doing a pretty good job of identifying who filled that role in your family outing. Keep spreading the love!
Zeke - you did good. Thank you.
Okay Yogi, unless you consider “Christ” to be a swear I did not swear at him. Yell, yes. Swear no.
And you are right, Joyous acted perfectly. I’m an absolute dick.
Collect your fucking cookie and go away.
A less pit-worthy response would be;
Out of the entire thing you focussed on… why am I justifying myself to you?
Get bent.
Why don’t you and Jack… go have a pleasant little PM circle jerk about the prick that I am and feel righteously indignant as you watch your collective worth drip slowly from the biscuit.
You don’t deserve the effort of alliteration.
…who the hell are you talking too?
Because if it is me, then the suggestion that you “calm the fuck down” still seems to be appropriate. I didn’t pick up that this happened “tonight” as well, so my suggestion would be to turn the internet off now, and try and get some sleep. You will look at this with fresh eyes in the morning.
Look, man, I know that in Jellystone calendars may be in scarce supply so I’ll bring you up to speed.
The events detailed happened on Sunday evening.
I’ve accepted that I could have reacted to everything in a much better way. Many, many times. I only know one language so unless you can get fucking Boo-Boo in to translate I’m not sure how much clearer I can make it.
So get your head out of the [pic-a-nic basket and try to keep up.
And I am calm.
It takes something worthwhile to raise my [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XtbEZ-7Emu0]ire](] I-can-t-be-bothered).
…whatever dude.
If you wanted hugs and kisses and platitudes you posted in the wrong forum. Your reaction to Joyous was stupid and if you were as half way as decent as you are trying to portray yourself the obvious thing for you to do is apologise to him. But if you would prefer to stew in righteous anger then go ahead.
Notice how I don’t feel the need to quote the post directly above mine… dude. Take a hint.
Many people can retain information for longer than a finger-snap.
I don’t believe that I’ve portrayed myself in any sort of heroic light. I saw something I didn’t like, I reacted. I further reported it to the employer and, to quote …me, “I lost my shit.”
I began the fucking tale with an acknowledgement that I behaved poorly.
I then spewed invective at folks as I saw fit.
If you can escape Ranger Smith for a few moments (ask Boo-Boo - he’s the smart one) re-read what I’ve written and try to find any instance of me saying that I acted with perfect propriety.
How many times must I sa… fuck it.
Zeke (only included so I can P.S.)
P.S. I know where I amPolonius
:dubious:
A few years back Mrs. J. and I were on an upper level of a parking garage in Cincinnati after a Reds game and were headed to our car when we heard yelling and screaming a short distance away. Turns out a young guy was having a Serious Relationship Dispute with his significant other, who signified her displeasure by removing what I gathered was her engagement ring and flinging it across the garage floor (in my general direction). The apparently ex-fiance seemed so out of control I was concerned things would escalate.
So I called the cops. If things had gotten physical I (and hopefully others nearby) would have had to decide on being white knights to the rescue. But it never got that far. I suspect that confronting and screaming profanities at the guy for exposing my wife to his shit-fit wouldn’t have gone well.
I hope for Zeke’s sake he learns to get control of his temper, at least when he’s with family.
Sorry your pit-on-the-back for gallantry backfired a bit.
…are you this bad at communication in real life?
:: reads the OP ::
Oh yes, apparently yes you are.
I STILL DON’T KNOW IF YOU ARE TALKING TO ME.
There were two posts between my post and your response and you didn’t use my name, making an oblique reference to a poster called “Yogi.” I asked who the hell you were talking too. I’m still not quite sure you are responding to me or simply ranting incoherently at no-one.
Take the hint. If you are addressing me, either call me by name or quote me so I know it. Stop being a passive aggressive little snot.
From the account you laid out Joyous did not deserve your invective. That was all I pointed out. Not only do you need to calm the fuck down you also need to do some growing up as well.
There’s actually a ton of space between “Pray pardon good sir” and “DA FUCK?!”
Yes, you acknowledged that you didn’t behave as well as you could have, and I agree with the others who have said good on you for wanting to help, but I don’t get why you’re so livid with people who don’t think your feet are quite clean enough for those self-righteous shoes you’re stomping around in.