Roomate Fight!

I have a pretty good little story. Last night at about 2:30 in the morning I had just come home from going out on Northgate. I just graduated this semester so me and some buddies were having a few beers, nothing too extravagant. Anyway when I came home I slipped on Pootie Tang the movie on my DVD player and was chilling on my bed. Well I live in a four bedroom apartment and last summer two of my old roommates moved out and me and my brother were stuck with two potlucks. One of them has turned out to be a complete moron. I try to be cool with him but he is a racist and he treats girls like crap. He also tries to pick on people he thinks he can get away with. Another funny thing about him is that he is only taking three hours and doesn't have a job. He also tells people his major is nuclear medicine and he goes to Blinn. Yeah.
Anyway last night he walks into my room at 2:30 and he is totally wasted. I have kind of a full bar in my room because I used to be a bar tender and it is nice to take a girl to your room and mix her a drink. Well he asks me to make him a drink, so I do, I am in a laid back kind of mood. I tell him if he wants he can watch the movie with me. Well he lays down at the foot of my bed and the wierd thing is there is a chair in my room. I start giving him a hard time and I'm like "Hey man, I don't share my bed with guys". He just kind of laughs, he is totally wasted.
Then after about fifteen minutes this girl that lives above us comes down. She is a sweet girl but to be perfectly honest she ain't the prettiest flower in the field. Anyway, I think she is a bit of a ho because she lays down in between us and starts trying to throw herself at us. Well I am trying to get a little sleep but my roommate starts porking this girl on my bed. They are rubbing up against me and I have had just about a freaking nuff. So I stand up in bed and say "look if ya'll are going to do that crap going into your room a$$hole" Then he calls me a pri(k and we start going at it. We are breaking crap in my room and when I finally get him pinned down I start saying "be cool man, be cool" He calms down a little so I let him up, then he swings at me. He is so drunk he misses and I just pull out my cell phone and dial 911 again like I did with gramps. He goes hysterical when he finds out that I called the police and starts threatening my life. The cops show up and had us sit down and talk. The cops were kind of di(ks to both of us like they were annoyed to be brought into the situation. I decide not to press charges because he could press charges on me too and then we would both have to pay for a bail bond. I am moving out this week but my poor brother has to put up with this jacka$$ for the whole next semester. I think I am going to tell the apartment complex to move my bro into a different room. I haven't seen that dude yet this morning. I will let you know what interesting things he has to say.

 

This dude has about sixty pounds on me and if I didn't call 911 I was going to need to hit him with a chair or something to get him out of my room. He was literally trying to attack me and if I hadn't have called the police I am sure we would have fought until one of us wasn't moving anymore. I am already on probation. He was also blacked out drunk.

 

I don't think you guys understand. We pretty much did kick each other's a$$. We were both bloodied up and it got to the point where every time I would finally pin his drunk ass down I had to make the decision to beat him unconscious or to let him up hoping he would be cool and get out of my room. But he never would. I'm sorry but I am just not a cold hearted MFer. I am also on probation for assault from a similar fight that happened back in Feb. That fight was so stupid but I learned that if you aren't the one who calls the police first, then you are going to get screwed. My hand is all screwed up today from hitting him the times I did. I've got a busted lip and he has a busted nose and a shiner. My brother was at his girlfriends last night and I haven't even seen him yet today.

Our apartment has individual leases so nobody can kick anybody out. I will talk to my brother and see if he wants to move to another building. I would be worried about this guy vandalizing sht or stealing sht because I know he has stolen some of my CDs and DVDs already. I am too old for this crap.

 

The chick got the hell out of there.

Back in Feb, I had just gotten off work at about two in the morning on a wednesday. I play guitar and sing and I was in between bands so that night I had met a guy at the crooked path where I worked who played bass guitar. He told me he wanted to jam later that night and since I didn't have class on Thursdays and he didn't have work he came over. Well we got into the liquor and before long the dude busts out two lines on my coffee table. I was drop jaw. Anyway I tried to just forget about it so we could play because he was actually a very good bassist. Then I go to the bathroom and he picks up my cell phone and starts calling every girls name he can find. This is at about 3:30 on a wednesday night. He winds up getting ahold of one of my ex girlfriends and telling her that we were having a party and to bring a friend. I had no idea. Then at about four this girl shows up at my place with her roommate saying we called her. The next thing I know is I turn around and I see him in my brother's room, who is not home, and he is going through his drawers. I told him to get the hell out of there and he wouldn't listen. Then he walks out into the living room and grabs my ex gilfriends ass. At that point I form tackled him. I got him pretty good while he wasn't expecting it and it knocked the wind out of him. I opened up my back door and wrestled him out. Then he gets this rage and starts swinging at me and lands a couple. I start swinging back and we are outside. These two girls bolt in the middle of this whole thing. Somewhere in my rage I picked up one of the wooden chairs on our patio and hit this dude over the head. His **** split open pretty good and he was a bleedin. He wandered off into the night and in my exhaustion I just passed out in my living room. The next thing I know there is a flashlight in my face and two cops standing over me yelling and twisting my arms behind my back. Apparently he called 911 and told them that I had just hit him with a chair for no reason. I was taken to jail with barely a chance to explain myself and he was given an ambulance to take him to the hospital. Now I am on two years probabtion and have paid about $11,000 in fines and lawyer bills. I actually got off pretty easy. At first my lawyer told me I would probably get six months in the pen. But the dude I fought admitted in court that he would not leave my house and was trying to get back in. That's what coke will do to you. Anyway I think you can see why I was thinking I better be the one to call the cops this time.

 

I think that if you were a guy and you walked into some girls apartment at 2:30 in the morning and you hopped in bed with them they would have freaked on you. It just isn't something that you do. And I don't know what kind of pimps and and players we have here but I for one do not like girls who do that kind of crap. I certainly don't do it. If I had had my head screwed on tight I would have told them to get out when she first came in.