It’s was an amazing week in Thailand, I say she never disappoints. Beautiful country and Beautiful People. This evening I am here alone not by choice, rather by Fate I’d say.
I was supposed to go to the Philippines to train some employees. It just so happens that a volcano eruption has closed two airports there. I hiked the rim of that volcano years ago.
I had a friend come visit me from Chicago. we spent the first weekend Vietnam and the second week in Thailand. We went out last night to make the most of our last day in Thailand. We had a massage and a pleasant meal. Afterwards we stopped at a bar. Bartenders are always very friendly in Thailand. Here in Phuket they have a couple popular bargames1 involves Dice and the other one is basically a childhood game I used to love called Connect 4. I will warn you that the bartenders are Masters at Connect 4. It’s common to make gambling Arrangements where you buy them a drink if you lose. I’d suggest you start with best out of five games.
The friend that came to visit me from Chicago is American but his blood is Korean. He had asked the bartender to change one of the many television stations to football. She called the gentleman from the back who came to the bar played with a couple remote controls, got frustrated and said are you going to buy me a drink? My friend said no I’m not going to buy you a drink. He slammed the remote control down and said “f*ck you then” and walked away. He was obviously having a bad day. Now had this happened in my hometown it probably would have triggered a much different response. However when you are abroad staying safe is important. Especially in a bar scene, alcohol makes most people happy. It’s my experience that it also makes some people crazy, these people are best avoided. Some people also become assholes.
There’s also a video towards the bottom, keep reading 🙂
We continued to play Connect Four games with the bartenders or should I say we continued our losing streak until about thr 15th game and we finally our first win!
About 10 minutes later my buddy had to use the restroom and he asked the bartender where it was located. She pointed to the back and buddy went that direction. This is also in the direction of the desk the asshole is sitting at. Natural instinct told me I better just keep an eye on him. I also grabbed my phone and started taking a Snapchat video. Saying something like, I hope this guy does not mess with my friend. I figured him to be the bar owner because only an owner would pull a stunt like that, an employee would truly be fired. In the video I also quoted a favorite comedian Larry Miller’s 5 Lovels of Drinking. “then we decided to leave, right after we got thrown out” lol.
I noticed my friend stopped at his desk, type something into his phone and then he showed his screen to the asshole sitting at the desk. My friend had asked “will you please turn on the football game”. He nodded NO. My friend turns away and heads back in my direction. Then I see the asshole approaching him from behind. He grabs his shoulder it puts his hand on his chest he turns my friend around in the other direction and then shoves him in the back. The video ends abruptly because I go to his rescue.
My mother told me you never start a fight, but if the fight comes to your doorstep, be sure to finish it. Part of being a man requires that you stand your ground when you have to. “Sometimes you gotta get dirty, that’s what I’m doing getting dirty…” a great movie quote…
I got between the two of them which was basically just a shoving match but then the asshole threw a punch at my friend. I got his arm behind his back and my buddy got him in a chokehold. It may sound cruel but you should know that this guy was much bigger, he looks like a Bodybuilder. His arms are twice the size of mine and he was trying to kill us. We weren’t hitting him, we were restraining him.
When I was younger my mother put me through Taekwondo because two local bullies had pinned me down in the street and put a bar across my throat. I was just ten years old. I’m glad she paid the money for the self defense classes. They saved my ass on more than one occasion. This guy was drunk and crazy. I think he was a crazy and an asshole. I present to you the asshole!
Eventually a bigger boss came and took him away. But every time the boss let him go he tried to dance around the bar and come at us from another Direction. We started asking the bartender to call the police. Here’s one thing I’ve learned in all of my travels in the states and abroad. Bars do not like to call police. In the states your bar can be closed if the police are there too often. The crazy man kept roaming around the back side of the bar trying to find another way to us but the boss kept stopping him. He was shouting all kinds of stuff like, f*ck America, I hate the Untied States! he took off his shirt showing he was nowhere near stopping.
Some people on that side of the bar tried to give him a couple hugs and calm him down. At first it appeared to work, but it was really just a ploy for him to get the boss to walk away. As soon as the boss walked away he darted around the bar and found his way back to us. He got to us before the big boss could. He threw more punches at my friend and I took him down with another headlock. As soon as I had him down in the street I had my face being scratched to Hell by his equally insane girlfriend. She even got her fingers inside my mouth. Last I saw her try to bite my ear but I leaned to avoid it.
Eventually my buddy got her off me and I let the assholes come up for air once the choke winded him. This is the second time we had to practically choke him out.
The police eventually showed up. I’m now bleeding in several places from scratches.
We show the video to the police that clearly made him the aggressor. We had the opportunity to send both him and his girlfriend to jail. Suddenly the asshole has a total change of attitude begging us not to send them to jail, trying repeatedly for a handshake and forgiveness.
We played out a couple scenarios. The police said that they would be able to take them in but they would pay a small fine and be immediately released. We we’re afraid if we let him walk, then he would be waiting for us with friends. We thought about letting the police take them and paying the fine for them as a mild, kind gesture.
Ironically the asshole was wearing a shirt that said “Chicago”. What are the chances!?
I told him if he knows he gets that way when he drinks, then he shouldn’t drink. I asked the now much more calm asshole if you knew what his T-shirt said. He looked down at it as if he did not know. I said, it says Chicago, that is our hometown. A little while ago you were shouting I hate America, f*ck Americans and I hate the United States! These Americans will settle for a handshake in an apology from you and your girlfriend. With that we will drop all the charges. They agreed, we shook hands. I pointed to his shirt again and said, you now LOVE America and Chicago is your favorite City! He hugged me in Agreement, the bar cheered and the world goes round and round.
The boss bought us two shots, the bartender brought our bill for the night, no discounts. Even after we are attacked by a crazy employee, go figure. Sometimes there are no breaks in life, sometimes you just have to take the hits. I’ll leave you with a quote from the movie Rocky.