Ok, so I'm sitting here at Gaylord's working on my computer when a Asian guy who's obviously without a home walks in to the establishment's door and takes a right turn, but before he can do anything this super-skinny, two day-old stuble (no mustasche) white guy with a painter's cap and a blue shirt-not-tucked-in and jeans and a face not unlike that of "Chucky" just gets up from his table, and angrily points at the man saying "You're coming in here asking for money."
As he says this for me everything seemed to just slow down, as I was wondering if I should move now to protect my computer. So, the homeless guy picks up a chair and the painter cap guy picks up one and they kind of go at it in a weird way. Then some other patron -- a white man in a brown leather jacket with short hair -- rushes in and tries to subdue the Painter's Cap guy and ends up pushing him to the ground of the cafe.
While this goes on I and others moved away and I called 911 for the police. But as the government would have it, all I got was "All receptionists are busy," or words to that effect -- twice. Plus, there was no beat officer around -- unlike the old days of Oakland community policing.
Finally, the Painter's Cap guy calms down as the homeless guy makes his way down the street.
As far as I'm concerned, the Painter's Cap guy was at fault big time. He didn't need to do that at all. Moreover, he walked in about an hour earlier, sat down and grabbed a magazine which he was only half-reading. So my quick impression was that this guy had nothing better to do at 10 PM on a Sunday -- and had a an axe to grind on top of it.
This guy's a piece of work. He seems to be looking for trouble. He's also good at finding it.
As for me, the computer's fine and I managed to dodge the flying coffee.
As he says this for me everything seemed to just slow down, as I was wondering if I should move now to protect my computer. So, the homeless guy picks up a chair and the painter cap guy picks up one and they kind of go at it in a weird way. Then some other patron -- a white man in a brown leather jacket with short hair -- rushes in and tries to subdue the Painter's Cap guy and ends up pushing him to the ground of the cafe.
While this goes on I and others moved away and I called 911 for the police. But as the government would have it, all I got was "All receptionists are busy," or words to that effect -- twice. Plus, there was no beat officer around -- unlike the old days of Oakland community policing.
Finally, the Painter's Cap guy calms down as the homeless guy makes his way down the street.
As far as I'm concerned, the Painter's Cap guy was at fault big time. He didn't need to do that at all. Moreover, he walked in about an hour earlier, sat down and grabbed a magazine which he was only half-reading. So my quick impression was that this guy had nothing better to do at 10 PM on a Sunday -- and had a an axe to grind on top of it.
This guy's a piece of work. He seems to be looking for trouble. He's also good at finding it.
As for me, the computer's fine and I managed to dodge the flying coffee.
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