14. I was one of several people drugged at a bar one night. My friends saw that something had happened to me and pulled me out of there.
One of the others wasn’t so lucky. They found his body in a river a month later.
15. I was a bouncer. One night I ejected a group of girls who were incredibly drunk. As usual, one of them threatens to have her brother come kill me. Ok, whatever, I hear that shit every week. Only this time her brother did show up, with his friend. Two drunk marines. I back up, shut the door, and lock it. They threaten to beat my ass, then leave. I open the door again, and after about 10 minutes they run around the build and start jumping me. The friend pulls out a knife and trikes to power stab me in the face while I’m on the ground. I rolled over a little and hear the knife hit the concrete hardby the side of my head. Two of the bartenders run over and get the dude’s off me. They took off and were never found. If I hadn’t rolled over, that knife would have been driven into my head. It actually left a divet on the concrete.
16. I was working at a big pizza joint and we had one guy who was a violent felon as am employee.
He was actually an awesome dude but had a problem with alcohol. He was on the straight and narrow for a while after he was released from prison. He was easily the hardest working and most humble guy in the store. Then he started hanging out with our frat boy manager and started drinking again. I’ve got stories for days about him, like when he broke into the store and night and fell asleep in our walk-in freezer naked and surrounded by cheese.
In this instance he was bitching and yelling at everyone about them not working and he was the only one who could do anything. So I decided fuck it I’ll stay up front and help customers. My job was customer service, not cook after all. He didn’t appreciate me refusing to help him. After his shift he waited in his car until it time for me to get off then went and hid behind a pillar at the front of store with a big knife. One it the drivers saw him and warned me. I left out the back of the store.
He was off the next couple of days and I guess he skipped a parole meeting so we never saw him again.