re: Honest stories about losing your shite...

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The world needs ditch diggers, too.

Just last week a general contractor didn’t pay me so I drove my backhoe into the building and fricked up the building.

Here’s Video of the incident.

Two idiots flew past me at about 80 on the feeder, they were racing. They turned into their place of employment shortly thereafter and I followed. I became the “get off my lawn” type of old dude. They looked shocked.

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I had a quick temper in my youth…I have plenty of stories

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Men around the area should have beat you senseless.

Got very lightly hit on the arse end not 2 blocks from the dealership in a brand new vehicle. Busy intersection in Austin. I instantly turned into Rage Monster. Jumped out & hollered at the dumbass to meet me in the corner parking lot or I would follow him as I took a pic of his license plate. I was refraining from cursing but the volume & red face more than conveyed my anger. I was trying not to get too pissed cuz my teenage son was with me. Idiot looked scared shitless. Auto was not damaged so I let him skate. I only freaked cuz I had just left the dealership. As my BP returned to normal there was awkward silence between me & my boy. I decided to capitolize on the opportunity since he would be driving soon & said "Think how mad I'll get if YOU screw up..." He crossed himself.

Threw a 7 iron over a fence and hit a wooden sign, snapping the shaft in half. Had to finish the tourney without my best club.

That was well into my 30s.

When I was 18, I got drunk, got in a fight with my then girlfriend, got in my car, and proceeded to lose control and hit a culvert head on going about 80ish MPH. Lucky to be alive after that one. Totaled the car, spent a week in the hospital with a ruptured kidney, the skin over the corner of my eye socket glued closed, and pretty good concussion. Got a ticket for leaving the scene of an accident and failure to maintain control. Got off extremely easy all things considered.

I was in college and my brother came to my apartment when I was not feeling well and asked me some sort of mundane question . I went nuts, like certifiable. So much so he called my Dad.I was fricking elevated. My Dad must have picked up that something was wrong because he never drove up to BR and came to my apartment, walked in and calmly said " what's the matter, man? You Ok?"

you got issues

This old guy backed into my wife's van. Knocked the slinding door off the track. Adjuster said it was pre existing issue. Body shop took a hammer to it. I lost my shite on my insurance agent. She had no input but took the brunt.

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We need a good degenerate story for a Tuesday afternoon. Let's have it.

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I guess its not THAT bad, but I am kind of embarrassed that it happened.

In April 2021, right when concerts finally started happening again, me and some close friends went down to Mobile to see Billy Strings. We were all excited to finally get to see some live music again, and we love Billy Strings. We went to the show, and had a great time. We were fairly drunk coming out of the show, and also just on a natural high from being able to go to a live event, and being around a fun crowd of people, meeting and having a good time with strangers, all that.

So if you've been to a hippy/jamband concert, there are usually people in the parking lot selling nitrous oxide balloons. I've never really been super into that, and its pretty expensive, and I'm pretty cheap, and the high doesn't last long enough to warrant the price. But like I said, we were riding high after the concert, and I decided to buy a few balloons for me and one of my friends that I was with. It was like 3 balloons for 20 bucks.

Well, we get our balloons, and I'm holding two of them, and I take a rip from one, just standing there enjoying myself, when this drunk-arse, frat looking dude comes out of nowhere and rips the balloons out of my hand, they go to the ground, and all of the n02 comes out of them. I guess he was against n02 use, and thought it was his duty to stop people from doing it.

Well, in my mind this dude just straight up stole 20 dollars out of my hand. I started to see red, absolutely furious, totally enraged that this guy did this to me.

I immediately ran up to him, pushed him, and demanded he give me back the money that he just essentially stole from me. I called him every belittling name in the book, for some reason kept calling him a small-dick mother fricker, which my friends thought was just absolutely hilarious, and they still jokingly call people that when were together.

This dude was cowering at my reaction/aggression. He would try to walk away, and I would just be right there in his face. Grabbing his shirt and all that, talking all kinds of shite.

This guy must have been a real jerk, because the crew he was with were not standing up for him at all, but actually apologizing to me for what he had done, and were trying to convince him to just give me money. He finally gave in, and gave me the $20.00, and we went on our way.

I am very chill, I don't get upset or lose my cool easily-basically never fly into a fit of anger like that. My friends had certainly never seen me like that, and they thought that was the funniest thing they'd ever witnessed.

Like I said, kind of embarrassed that I reacted that way over some n02 balloons/$20, but hey, I got my money back.