I'm going to jail.........
I had to call the man's bluff!
I was threaten by a co-worker yesterday. This is a man that I have never gotten along with & always went out of my way to stay away from.
Well anyways, I wasn't at work but maybe a couple hours. I was doing nothing but minding my own business when he approached me. All I could think of was trouble. And trouble it was.
He said --- "You owe me money for a windshield"
I said --- "What?"
He said --- " I know it was you in that white car & I have two witnesses to verify it"
I Said --- "What?"
He said --- "I have already talked to Pine County Sherriff's Dept. They said I should talk to you before proceeding."
I said --- "What the hell are you talking about?"
He said --- " I know it was you in that white car that spun rocks all over my car that day I was following you. Don't even try to deny it. I have witnesses."
I Said --- "Your crazy! I don't owe you a damn thing. Now go do your job & leave me the hell alone."
He said in a scared voice --- "You owe me money for my windshield & I want it now. You broke it on purpose & you will pay. If not I'm going to call the sherriff & have you arrested."
I Said in a very get out of my face voice --- "You should have not been riding my ***. We were in a 5 mph zone, I was doing 5 mph until you started riding my ***. I got sick of you being there so I kicked the throttle down & broke the tires loose just to get away from you. The rocks just happened to be there. Like I said before, I don't owe you anything. If you don't like it, then call the sherriff or whatever you have to do.
That is where the conservation ended for awhile. I was actually very calm in the whole thing. But the more I thought about it, the more upset I got. Needless to say, I saw hime a few hours later with a bunch of his circle jerk buddies. I'm just furious & thought I would call his bluff. I hollored at him over the CB radio.....
I said --- "Hey buddy, when am I going to be arrested?"
No response
I said --- " Come on now. Call the Sherriff & get them out here to arrest me. I don't want to work today anyhow."
He said --- "In due time."
I said --- " What better time then now? You know where I'm at so it should be easy for them to find me and arrest me!"
He said --- "I have to call your mother first"
I said --- "What does my mother have to do with it? Do you have to get her permission to have me arrested?"
He said --- "The Sherriff ran the plate number that I gave him & the car came back in your mother's name"
I said --- "What the hell are you talking about? My mother? What?"
He said --- "You heard me"
I Said --- "Go ahead and call them. I want to be arrested today."
He said --- "I will get my money out of you. Even if I have to sue you & your mother!"
I said --- "OK, what are you going to do? Are you going to have me arrested or are you going to sue me?"
He said --- "I'll do both if I have to"
I said --- " Well dipstick get in gear and get it done then. I want to see this happen. Expecially with the story your telling me just doesn't coinside with the information you have. The only car I drive that is registered to my mother is my Pontiac GP. And your saying it was my White Camaro that did the job. I would love to see you explain to the judge on how a front wheel drive car can spin it's tires & have enough force to throw rocks hard enough to bust your windshield. By the way, whats the plate number you have?"
For some reason he wouldn't give me the plate number that he had. I know my numbers, just wanted to see what car he decided to write the number off of. This incident apparently happened 3 weeks ago.
I never heard another thing after that. I kept bothering him all day because I was violently upset. I wasn't arrested either.
I'm usually straight forward with my word. I also don't take crap off of anybody. That CB radio was full of talk about it though. Most people were wondering who crossed my path that time.
I usually get in confrontations with backstabbing people at least once a week.
Damn, I'm going to be so fired after this road construction season is over.
Hey here's a thought. I know the dipstick above owns Ford trucks. Maybe he is a member here?
Last edited by Mil1ion; Oct 15, 2004 at 10:27 PM. Reason: Edited masked language
The above incident did happen. I'm not going to jail for sure. I know the laws well enough. I think it was funny that this 50ish year old man doesn't know the laws & insists that I'm going to jail.
Over the years I have had a lot of windshield claims against me, and mostly rocks were considered road hazzards. The one time my insurance paid was when something fell off my trailer. But if you deliberatly did something to cause the rocks to be thrown, the court is going to look at it differently.
After all that the girl appologizes for leaving me in the first place and asks me if we could be an item again after an extensive period of dating and flirting. So I guess you could call me stupid for taking her back but the guy was an *** and he didn't deserve her anyways. Sorry I just thought this story fit well in what we were going with here. I wanted so bad to beat the crap out of him, but he always ran away from me. I can't throw rocks at his car cause that's just stupid. (idiot drives an ugly old buick 2 door, ugliest thing you'll ever see.) He's just a punk, a 17 year old punk. I had to look out for me too being 19 I can't beat up a 17 year old. Oh well what's done is done, can't change it. I just hate guys like that. MoOse
Last edited by moose94; Oct 15, 2004 at 10:12 PM.
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3 weeks ago I apparently broke his windshield with a rock & he tells me about it yesterday? Come on now. He says I did it with my White car. The only White car I have is my Camaro. It is completely registered to me. But he insists it is in my Mother's name. I don't take my Camaro to work much because I'm in and out if gravel pits all day long. I have a Grand Prix that I take into the pits & yes it is in my mother's name. But how did he get the lisense number for the Grand Prix and says it was my Camaro? Case lost right their, inconsistancy's in his story.
Nothing he can do. Below is another example.
7 years ago I was involve in a fender bender. I didn't have ins. I told the lady I hit that I didn't have ins. Police were not called and we exchanged info with a aggreement that her & I would get together and settle. About 2 weeks later I get a call from the Sherriff's dept. They said I was in a accident with that lady & they needed to inspect my car.
They came out and did so. I went into 3 different courts with that. The woman was sueing me for damages. Each court through the charges out because she went to the police a week after the accident & reported it. The judge said that she had plenty of time to get hit by someone else or cause damages herself & pass it on to me. If she wanted me to pay for damages & face criminal charges for not having ins. she should have reported the accident at the time it happened. Case closed, I didn't pay a dime.
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Day Two,lay low,somebody is watching
Day Three,unhook his tranny linkage
Day Four,see Day Two
Day Five,vaseline his wipers and put a small smear of it at eye level,when he gets in,he will turn on the wipers to clean the view.oops.
Day six and seven,rest ITS THE WEEKEND!
New week monday
Ask if he wants to surrender.
If not,well hehehehe,Then the real fun begins.
But sometimes you just can't ignore it when you get antagonized. I called his bluff, that is what I wanted to do. I had to show everyone including him that he is all bark & no bite.
I thought it was funny though. Trying to have me arrested for a broken windshield that he really can't prove it was me. I'm still laughing about it & I had to, just had to tell Mommy about it. She laughed just as hard as I did.
OK, everyone start singing now.......
They're coming to take me away, HA HA
They're coming to take me away, HO HO HEE HEE HA HA
To the funny farm
Where life is beautiful all the time
And I'll be happy to see
Those nice, young men
In their clean, white coats
And they're coming to take me away, Ha-haaa!
He seemed reasonable enough, and was polite on the radio. I did what I always do - pretended not to hear him and went about my business. But one of my brothers in another truck took exception to something he said and started a fight over the radio. Soon they were cursing each other and making threats.
The citizen thought it was me talking and caught up to me on a hill - moved in close to get my license number all the time yelling that he was going straight to the state police and turn me in. Of course, there was no way he could read my license number (something most farm trucks hide) but he had to get close to find that out.
Now manure spreader boxes have a hydraulic operated pan that acts as an endgate to hold the manure in when you are transporting it. I was a bit upset at the names he was calling me, plus I wanted to get him off my rear as I needed to turn into a field in a few miles.
I intended to just bump the controls and spill a little manure in front of him - but the pan dropped all the way and I dumped 1500/2000 pounds of wet gooey stuff all over the highway and the front of his camper.
Man, you talk about a reaction - he must have jerked his steering wheel as there was Winnebago all over the highway - I swear he went sideways and then whipped back. At one point it looked to me like he was leaning more than 30 degrees - I thought he was going to flip it. Thank God there was nobody coming as he took the entire road.
I could just see me being responsible for killing a family on vacation when they flipped their wooden bodied camper.
He stopped - had to clean the manure off his windshield and most likely the seats of his camper - and I got far enough ahead that I could hide behind an old barn when he went past.
He must have turned us in tho - for the next several months cops and DOT were thicker than flies - we paid several overweights and defective equipment tickets that winter.
Last edited by WillyB; Oct 16, 2004 at 12:09 AM.
About two years ago, I was driving my 300ZX, and this trucker let loose of one nice rock cracking the windshield in a long way. Having a cell phone in my hand, I called my trusty (not anymore) Farmer's agent, who responded by " what's your deductable....... That sucked.
Your argument with that guy is valid. You've made your point and should stop taunting if you are. This way you don't bring yourself down to his level. You are a FTE member, remember.





