Living the life · 4:37am Mar 31st, 2022
Of a security guard...
So those of you who know me or read my blogs may remember that I work security in a not particularly upscale area, dealing with... troubled adults. Drug addicts, crazies, sports moms... you know, the general public.
Well, a few weeks back I was in an altercation. It didn't go the best, I ended up a little bit banged up. I tallied 3 or 4 blows to the head, 3 kicks to the ribs, spat it in my face, bounced off a wall, my lip split to add blood for drama... You know, a rough day at work.
Me being me I just shrugged the hits off and kept telling the guy he may want to leave before the cops showed up. At one point I remember being on the radio asking where my cops where and having dispatch ask (through my coworker) if it was "urgent"... to which I replied something to the effect of "well, I'm bleeding but not actively fighting at the moment, so soon would be nice."
Dude was still staring me down when the cop literally pulls up between us and asks what the guy looks like. Ignoring the idea that perhaps I was serious on having him arrested dude doesn't run. Instead he throws a fist at the cop when he goes to take him into custody. It goes as well as you'd expect and ends up with me kneeling on his legs to keep him immobile enough for the cop to cuff him.
4 hours of paperwork later and I'm done my shift and hoping to myself that it would be the last I had to deal with it... Until I get a delivery from the police to my workplace today. Now I'm writing a goddamned victim impact statement and deciding if I want to testify in court about an incident I'm still unsure how I feel about.
On one hand, lucky. Lucky he didn't pull a knife or shiv and stab me in that radio deadzone the encounter started in. A bit shaken that he got the upper hand so easily, despite the cop having to struggle to deal with him too until I got involved. I'm the slightest bit more wary/nervous dealing with unpredictable people again... which in some ways is a good thing.
On the other hand? I've mostly put it out of mind and it's joined the list of things I talk about during the occasional "story time" I have. It's had no more impact on my life than any one of other physical confrontations I've been involved with at work in my (nearly) 15 years of experience.
It's a weird thing where it was just a thing that happened until I got this newest paperwork. Now? I don't know how I feel about it.
Glad you’re safe man!