So this guy comes into the store, selects and conceals a bunch of stuff, and decides to go out the door without paying for it. So as my job requires, I went out after him. As I always do, I came up behind him, gently took a hold of his of his right arm at the elbow with my left hand and said in a low voice near his ear, "excuse me Sir, store security. I need to talk to you about the merchandise you failed to pay for." He turned to look at me and said, "OK, you got me." We both turned around to head back toward the front doors, took a few steps, and then BAM, the guy spins around and begins to run the other way.
He didn't get far before I caught up to him and, since he was running along a wall and coming up to another wall, making a right angle, I figured he would have to make a right to go anywhere. I took advantage of this and gave him a shove so that he would run into the wall. This backfired on me big time, as I was to close to him and he bounced off the wall and back into me. We both went down and we began to grapple on the ground. I got the upper hand by getting his back and began to apply a "lateral vascular neck restraint".
In my experience, the fear of being choked out is usually enough to convince a person to cease and desist, and at the very most I will have to apply a little more pressure as to convince the person I'm willing to do it as I coo into his ear to stop struggling or he's going to go out. Apparently this guy didn't care and began to get up anyway.
Being surprised at his display of "retard strength" (sorry for not being PC) I put my hooks in and began to work the choke, all the while yelling as loudly as I could, over and over again, "Store security! Stop resisting arrest! Help! Somebody call the Police!"
The man began to go down, but as he did so we went down backward, with him landing on top of me. The impact caused me to loosen my grip on him and he slid off to my left, which caused me to loose pressure on the choke (my right arm was around his neck) and my left leg lost my hook around his mid- section. We landed with our left shoulders on a parking spot curb, and so because of this position, and due to my left leg now being between his two legs, I could not sweep him and regain a stable rear mount and re-establish the choke. To top it all off the guy began to flail his hands and grope for my eyes (which was the impetus for me buying the safety glasses that I can be seen wearing in the photo to the right), and he was now yelling something to the effect of, "Just kill me now! My life is over! I'm going to kill myself!"
Because of the position we were in I had wrapped my legs around his right leg and he, of all things, figured out that he could put pressure on my right foot, which was on top of my left foot, with his left foot (confused yet?). This caused me excruciating pain and, with enough pressure, could possibly tear stuff in that area or break my ankle. Of course I'm sure he wasn't aware of the mechanics of what he was doing. All he probably cared about was that he was causing me pain.
I began to yell at him to stop, which only caused him to redouble his effort. Because my choke was now ineffectual, and I had to do something to get him to stop, I continued to hold on to him with my right arm and swung my left arm over his head which allowed me put my left middle and ring fingers into his left eye. I began to yell at him to stop hurting my ankle or I would take his eye out. He kept on so I did the same, sliding my fingers further and further into his eye... with no noticeable response. Excuse me for being crude, but somewhere along the way I was told that putting your fingers into someones eye felt like putting them into a woman. Not true. This was about the grossest thing I had ever experienced.
When I could feel my middle finger begin to go around the back curvature of his eyeball, I decided that I had a decision to make. I could either take his eye out of his skull, or, since it wasn't having any effect anyway, I could take my finger out of his eye and try something else.
I took my fingers out of his eye and put the knuckle of my left index finger under the septum of his nose. THIS got his attention (go figure). Of course now he began to chomp at my fingers.
Somewhere along the way a bystander had taken his left foot off of my ankle, which relieved the pain, so I had a little more to work with. I now considered just letting the guy go, but now I had a gaggle of people watching and the last thing I needed was this guy, considering his apparently unstable state of mind, attacking one of them, so I decided to just hold on to him as best I could until the police arrived. Thankfully I could now here sirens in the distance.
The police soon arrived and tackled the guy off of me. They put him into handcuffs, placed him into the back seat of a cruiser and began to take my statement. In the middle of our conversation we began to hear a banging coming from the cruiser with the guy in it, and we turned our heads just in time to see him kick the back side window out. I don't think I have ever seen cops move so fast before of since. The three that were on scene ran over, yanked him out of the car, hog tied him, and threw him into another cruiser.
It turns out that the guy was mentally unstable, under the influence, and well known to the police for this kind of behavior. Good times!
Wednesday, April 4, 2007
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