The Orange Greaser

I got so much shit to do, I need places to go and fast...and I can think is nothing bad is going to happen, EVER. I'm driving around, I completely disregard the fact its possible for me to get into an accident. I walk out Wendy's, I completely disregard the fact some random GREASER wants to start shit with me. I'm no SOC, but I aint no Greasy McGreaserson.

So Juan, Chad and I go to Wendy's and get some food before we head over to Justin's to watch Raw. I had fun watchin it over there...but...it just wasnt the same as staying all cooped up in my room and watching it alone and talkin to Julia durin it lol. This guy in an orange hoodie rides up on a bike and get in before us, but he holds the door open for us and stuff.

Juan, Chad and I only talk about two things. Wrestling, and Work. I'm goofin around with them, and explaining the whole Meijer Clique thing to Juan and I start acting like Scott Hall and I'm like "Ey yo, chico...dont make me throw a tooth pic at chas, ok?" to Chad and Juan. I walk in and I hear someone say "Who you gonna throw a tooth pick at?!"

I look at Chad and I'm like "That aint his voice...Nor is it Juan's..." The Orange Dude is lookin at me. I walk up in between him and Chad and I'm like "Ey yo...you see these guys? I got more machismo in one finger then they got in their entire body..." Trying to make it as obvious as possible to the guy I wasnt reffering to him.

We start getting along and he asks if I was drinking, so I just randomly tell him I was chewin on some shrooms before I came in and hes like "Haha, its all good..." Then he ordered some fries or something and went to go eat inside. Juan starts laughing and he asked if I knew him and I'm like "No I usually do shit like that to people I dont know."

So we're getting spoons and straws and shit and we're about to get outside and the guy bolts up and follows us. I had a feeling he had something on his mind, and he didnt like me even though I did nothing to him. Juan held the door open for him, and he was like "Thanks" so I thought he was going to watch his bike or something to make sure we didnt do anything to it and we get out to the lot and he gets in my face.

He smelt weird and he was realyl scruffy. He looked about 23 and had some random, stupid ass tattoos on his arm. He gets really fuckin close to me and hes like "YOU GOT A PROBLEM MAN!?" I give him this look like "What the fuck?" and I'm like "What are you talking about? I know you?"

It amazes me that earlier that day I was BEGGING either Juan or Chad to go outside and fight me, and then this guys pops up. Now all I wanna do is fuck with his head. I have NO idea why he thinks some random kid on shrooms has a problem with him, but he wants to RUMBLE.

He's like "So you talk big but now you dont want to back it up?" and I just stare at him and I'm like "Dude, didnt it occur to you I wasnt talking to you? I'm with people!" and I look at Chad and Juan. Chads got his "I'm pissed off and I'm going to snap at any second" face. Juan is just staring at him and sipping his pop with his head tilted down. I wasnt worried about getting beaten up, I was more worried about this guy either pulling out a knife, or getting arrested for defending myself against some random jackass.

So I just got with Plan A, fuck around with him and confuse him to the point hes not angry enough to want to fight anymore. So he's like "I dont care who you're with! I'll take on all three of you, I throw down!" I point at his arm and I'm like "Nice tattoo!" and hes like "What?" and I go "Where'd you get that at?" and he stops and hes like "Thats not important right now man! Your problem is whats important!"

"No man!" I said. "Our friendship is whats important! We cant fight over THIS! We have too much of a past!" and I extend my hand and for SOME REASON he shook it. Then he looks at Juan and Chad and hes like "This guy here, hes going to bring you two DOWN! Hes got alcohol problems and blah blah." Don't remember what he said, but he was just warning them about my non-existant problems. At this point, I couldnt help but laugh out loud.

"Dude, I do shrooms, thats it!" and hes like "It doesnt matter!" Then it gets quiet and I'm like "...Well, later dude." and hes like "YEAH LATER!" and goes back inside. I was thinking about pissing on his bike but he could of gotten a look at what my car looked like or something so thats not a good idea.

We get in the car and Juan and I start laughing. Chad is STILL completely serious and I was feelin awkward. I was like "You okay?" and he just goes "Dude if that guy would of hit you,. I would of went nuts and you would of had to rip me off of him." And I'm like "...Why would I do that? I'd let you beat him as much as you wanted." "No dude, I probably would of killed him at some point..."

That would of been a sight to see. Normally I'm the type of person who fights their own battles and gets pissed off when people need their friends to fight for them...but this guy was different. I'm always the protagonist whenever I have conflicts dude to me being me lol. So if the Antagonist of the situation has friends, thats dumb. But if I, the face, has back up from his friends when a random, "gangsta thug dirtball jackass" wants to fight, I dont care then.

It always annoyed me how if you didnt resort to violence, some people say you were "punked out" or some shit along those lines. He didnt scare me, nor were any of us intimidated by his hootin, hollerin or idel threats. I pity people who have to resort to violence and cant fight back verbally. Wasting all that energy, not having enough mentality.

If he had tried to fight me, I probably wouldnt of gotten a swing in. The way Chad was actin, whether or not the guy made contact, he would of dove on him and beat the shit out of him. I wouldnt of helped Chad fight him, he wouldnt need me to. Juan probably would of just tried to get Chad off him or something.

I kept thinking about that all fuckin day and I got SO annoyed. What the fuck was WRONG with him? I made it COMPLETELY obvious I had no problem with him and I was just goofin around with my friends. I tried explaining I was just being Razor and not talking to him but all he wanted to do was fight. What the hells wrong with humanity these days!?