HopeKillCure
Banned
Why did you get fired if you on your day offI got in a fight on my day off, fired, and arrested when I used to bartend
You fought the manager on your day off???
Sohh Yall ever fight at work?
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You fought the manager on your day off???
only once, at a restaurant I worked at back in the day. Wasn't really much of a fight.
I really don't even remember exactly what it was about. I literally existed in a haze of drugs and alcohol, back then.
Dude had been picking at me for weeks, I think. Who knows about what. Slapping me behind the head on the line and making dumb jokes, sabotaging my work station so the pars would fall into the cooler....
I hit him in the face with the sharp edge of a skillet while he was laughing at his own jokes, stomped him in the nuts when he hit the floor and poured some mornay sauce on his face when he grabbed his nuts. They took him to the hospital.
There was a lot of pacing back and forth and swearing by the sous chef (one of my best friends at the time) behind the building. I just said "uh huh" and smoked cigarettes.
They suspended me for a few days, but I just came back to work the next night. It's friday night in a restaurant. What were they gonna do, send me back home and be short handed?
Dude showed back up for work a week or so later with his nose bandaged and his face and eyes all red. Both his eyes were black. They didn't let him work on the line, though. He was in the back doing prep and making dough and shyt.
We actually wound up being cool before I quit.
I really don't even remember exactly what it was about. I literally existed in a haze of drugs and alcohol, back then.
Dude had been picking at me for weeks, I think. Who knows about what. Slapping me behind the head on the line and making dumb jokes, sabotaging my work station so the pars would fall into the cooler....
I hit him in the face with the sharp edge of a skillet while he was laughing at his own jokes, stomped him in the nuts when he hit the floor and poured some mornay sauce on his face when he grabbed his nuts. They took him to the hospital.
There was a lot of pacing back and forth and swearing by the sous chef (one of my best friends at the time) behind the building. I just said "uh huh" and smoked cigarettes.
They suspended me for a few days, but I just came back to work the next night. It's friday night in a restaurant. What were they gonna do, send me back home and be short handed?
Dude showed back up for work a week or so later with his nose bandaged and his face and eyes all red. Both his eyes were black. They didn't let him work on the line, though. He was in the back doing prep and making dough and shyt.
We actually wound up being cool before I quit.
Carolina Slim
Superstar
I remember at the law firm I worked at back in NY, there was a funny situation. We worked in the managing attorney's office, it was me, my nikka E, and these two Puerto Rican dudes. The managing attorney was a piece of work. She was literally like the chick from Legally Blonde. I think she had a thing for one of the Puerto Rican dudes, this nikka named Richie, cause she stayed letting son do whatever he wanted. So this one day, we hear about an urgent court document that needs to be delivered. The mailroom is contacted, and told to let us know when the document comes in from the messenger service. From what I heard, the document never made it in on time. But when it did come in, my nikka Breez who worked down there, brought it up right away and gave it to Richie. For some reason, Richie turned around and said that he never got the documents. So this big blowup happens, cause Breez is saying "I gave it to him" and you got Rich saying "nah, I never got it". Basically what wound up happening was that Breez was told that if the documents didn't show up, that was his job. This happened on a Friday. I don't think Rich thought it was gonna get deep like that, so on Monday, the package magically appears on his desk. But Breez is still hot because nikkas tried to front like he was lying; he even broke protocol trying to help them out, he didn't log it in when it came in, he just rushed it upstairs cause he knew it was urgent. That's what wound up hurting his story. But that nikka Rich knew he was lying.
Breez held it against him too; he would come upstairs on a mail run, stop at my cube and kick it, but when he would see Rich it was straight
status. Rich would ask me to talk to him to calm him down (son wasn't even wilding out, he would just ice grill him when he would see him), and I was like 
"nah, that's between ya'll two. You started that beef when you lied on his name. If he comes at you, he comes at you. That's how this is supposed to go down. Moving out to Long Island got you soft; you from Brooklyn, you know how this goes"
So one day, it's 5:30, nikkas is leaving. Rich dips out, says bye to everyone. Then like 10 minutes later, he comes back upstairs, and he's asking me if I know any of Breez's homies. He had gone downstairs, and Breez was chilling in front of the building with like 4 nikkas. Rich thought they was there to do something to him, cause he said Breez pointed him out to them. I was like
"you really think he gonna bring his goons to midtown Manhattan to step to you and risk losing his job?" Rich starts talking about he gonna call the police, and I'm now like 
"you do remember you Puerto Rican, right? you think the cops is gonna come here for you cause you think a bunch of nikkas is trying to step to you?" He wound up waiting around the office for about a half hour. Got his wife all mad because she had to find someone else to pick up their daughter from daycare.
And Breez? He was just waiting outside cause he was putting his mans on to one of the thick Boricua chicks that worked in the mailroom with him. I told him about the situation and he was like "good, I'm glad he was shook"... I never got down with Rich after that; although I did sense some hate from him when his wife left him for some nikka at her job.
Breez held it against him too; he would come upstairs on a mail run, stop at my cube and kick it, but when he would see Rich it was straight
status. Rich would ask me to talk to him to calm him down (son wasn't even wilding out, he would just ice grill him when he would see him), and I was like "nah, that's between ya'll two. You started that beef when you lied on his name. If he comes at you, he comes at you. That's how this is supposed to go down. Moving out to Long Island got you soft; you from Brooklyn, you know how this goes"So one day, it's 5:30, nikkas is leaving. Rich dips out, says bye to everyone. Then like 10 minutes later, he comes back upstairs, and he's asking me if I know any of Breez's homies. He had gone downstairs, and Breez was chilling in front of the building with like 4 nikkas. Rich thought they was there to do something to him, cause he said Breez pointed him out to them. I was like
"you really think he gonna bring his goons to midtown Manhattan to step to you and risk losing his job?" Rich starts talking about he gonna call the police, and I'm now like "you do remember you Puerto Rican, right? you think the cops is gonna come here for you cause you think a bunch of nikkas is trying to step to you?" He wound up waiting around the office for about a half hour. Got his wife all mad because she had to find someone else to pick up their daughter from daycare.And Breez? He was just waiting outside cause he was putting his mans on to one of the thick Boricua chicks that worked in the mailroom with him. I told him about the situation and he was like "good, I'm glad he was shook"... I never got down with Rich after that; although I did sense some hate from him when his wife left him for some nikka at her job.
GreenGhxst
Veteran
Somewhat. It happen a couple years ago
My aunt on my fathers side hook me up with a job after returning home from Texas due to Katrina.
I spoke on it briefly when i spoke on one of my homies Josh from off M-Zone (Mazant Street in NO) (RIP) in one of those story threads but didnt go all the way in on it, but at my old maintenance job, my boss was about to catch the thumps. But got hack up instead (NOLA slang hack = forcefully yoked). It was alot of things that led to the semi-altercation such as favoritism, feeling he can do what he want given he had seniority. Dude would duck off the supplies and when i ask for such and such to do this or i need a saw to fix this i get 1,000 excuses. Yet it he would have these supplies...tools etc. and i would be written up for insubordination about a dozen times. Josh shyt was worse, My boss usually was the reason behind that.
One day he called a meeting at one of the worse times he could've called it when i was in that mood. I was going thru some shyt with a now ex and personal things with my fam (dissension among relatives). So he goes on a hella longwinded tangent about who not doing what and he going to get this one transfer or fire. After going around letting every one speak they peace. He gets to me who is sitting there listening to all the bullshyt he freestyling acting like he was doing so much. I work with another cat at the time name Charlie.......Charlie was a old cat who work the same shift as my boss 6-2:30pm just come back from doing a trail in the military. Charlie work do the majority of Mr Johnsons (my boss) work. So im sitting there and he asks me do i have anything to say.
I ask breh man to man "Can we say how we truly feel?" he tells me 'we all grown go ahead'.......proceed to let him have it. Anyone that knows me IRL knows my words can cut like knives. Me telling him how he want to point the finger at everyone from me to Josh and not his self when he sat on his ass for 8 hours and didnt do shyt lead to him excusing my co-workers. And talking with me directly.Dude approach me like a street nikka on some i'll kick your ass. Try talking to me like a child and lead to me hacking dude up between a footlocker we had in our room and between a refrigerator. Slumps
I had more people mad that i didnt really whup his ass and only hack dude up. But afterwards son went from acting like Game all rah-rah to starting acting like a damn church mouse like he was on some Russell Simmons wu-shii ish. I left my job after it switch management. but when we see each other its peace.
^At that particular point i was in my mid-20s, and just had a zero-tolerance for BS. As a matter of fact this incident happen I called my aunt and her words were;
Im glad you went there with breh, Cause that nikka is straight up p*ssy
Good, I hate that kind of shyt, people try to insult your intelligence, that's the quickest way to get me heated. Good on you breh
Womb Raider
movin' thru the city streets
I did have some nikkas come up to beat his ass but he was off that day. I used to carry a metal baton around just in case shyt ever popped off between us. I don't work that job anymore but that nikka lives down North Philly where I go to college at.
I had to let it go. There's no point in wasting my future because I let a nikka disrespect me years ago. shyt, it even motivated me to go harder in school so I can get away from all the bullshyt.
AlainLocke
Banned
I understand bruh...
Sometimes we gotta be forward thinking and shyt...but I probably would've killed that nikka...and I ain't even no gangsta like that...I would just do it off of GP...
Womb Raider
movin' thru the city streets
Truth.
To this day I'm confused why I didn't get that adrenaline rush from being violated.....I really think I was just intimidated from his height. I'm only 5'7 and dude was maybe 6'. I was never really taught how to fight, always had to use my words to get away from bullies....like I said, when he burnt me I felt no anger. Nowadays I'm just angry at myself because people look at me like I'm an easy target. I'm short, lightskin w/freckles, and I think that's why he did that shyt to me.
shyt, I'm already depressed thinking about the situation.
Some years back I got into a fight with a cat that was my friend, ex-navy comrade at work. He was acting like a bytch and had it coming for some years 
it's a long story that I will type out if anyone requests. Most foul part of it is that this clown actually pressed charges on me and a week later they came and locked me up on the job 
it's a long story that I will type out if anyone requests. Most foul part of it is that this clown actually pressed charges on me and a week later they came and locked me up on the job AlainLocke
Banned
Truth.
To this day I'm confused why I didn't get that adrenaline rush from being violated.....I really think I was just intimidated from his height. I'm only 5'7 and dude was maybe 6'. I was never really taught how to fight, always had to use my words to get away from bullies....like I said, when he burnt me I felt no anger. Nowadays I'm just angry at myself because people look at me like I'm an easy target. I'm short, lightskin w/freckles, and I think that's why he did that shyt to me.
shyt, I'm already depressed thinking about the situation.
Damn bruh, I am over 6'1 or 6'2...people still tried me...
People try us quiet types...
When I snap I go off and I be wanting to kill nikkas...so I always just been a chill though...
I stomped plenty of motherfukkers out in public and had to be restrained...
Somewhat. It happen a couple years ago
My aunt on my fathers side hook me up with a job after returning home from Texas due to Katrina.
I spoke on it briefly when i spoke on one of my homies Josh from off M-Zone (Mazant Street in NO) (RIP) in one of those story threads but didnt go all the way in on it, but at my old maintenance job, my boss was about to catch the thumps. But got hack up instead (NOLA slang hack = forcefully yoked). It was alot of things that led to the semi-altercation such as favoritism, feeling he can do what he want given he had seniority. Dude would duck off the supplies and when i ask for such and such to do this or i need a saw to fix this i get 1,000 excuses. Yet it he would have these supplies...tools etc. and i would be written up for insubordination about a dozen times. Josh shyt was worse, My boss usually was the reason behind that.
One day he called a meeting at one of the worse times he could've called it when i was in that mood. I was going thru some shyt with a now ex and personal things with my fam (dissension among relatives). So he goes on a hella longwinded tangent about who not doing what and he going to get this one transfer or fire. After going around letting every one speak they peace. He gets to me who is sitting there listening to all the bullshyt he freestyling acting like he was doing so much. I work with another cat at the time name Charlie.......Charlie was a old cat who work the same shift as my boss 6-2:30pm just come back from doing a trail in the military. Charlie work do the majority of Mr Johnsons (my boss) work. So im sitting there and he asks me do i have anything to say.
I ask breh man to man "Can we say how we truly feel?" he tells me 'we all grown go ahead'.......proceed to let him have it. Anyone that knows me IRL knows my words can cut like knives. Me telling him how he want to point the finger at everyone from me to Josh and not his self when he sat on his ass for 8 hours and didnt do shyt lead to him excusing my co-workers. And talking with me directly.Dude approach me like a street nikka on some i'll kick your ass. Try talking to me like a child and lead to me hacking dude up between a footlocker we had in our room and between a refrigerator. Slumps
I had more people mad that i didnt really whup his ass and only hack dude up. But afterwards son went from acting like Game all rah-rah to starting acting like a damn church mouse like he was on some Russell Simmons wu-shii ish. I left my job after it switch management. but when we see each other its peace.
^At that particular point i was in my mid-20s, and just had a zero-tolerance for BS. As a matter of fact this incident happen I called my aunt and her words were;
Im glad you went there with breh, Cause that nikka is straight up p*ssy
Lol@we all grown up...wtf kind of job is this. The lingo
I'm go say what I wanna say..period. I don't need narratives on who and what is adult....hahaha. pure comedy.
Old maintenance job. I was the youngest out of the crew. Dude I yoked up was in his 50s. I didn't want to be disrespectful but so much shyt that lead up to it. I just said fukk it.Lol@we all grown up...wtf kind of job is this. The lingo
Nah I fought security... and the policeWhy did you get fired if you on your day off
You fought the manager on your day off???
Caught a tazer to the neck
HopeKillCure
Banned
Nah I fought security... and the police
Caught a tazer to the neck
HopeKillCure
Banned
Some years back I got into a fight with a cat that was my friend, ex-navy comrade at work. He was acting like a bytch and had it coming for some years
You gotta tell that 1. Breh had you arrested for assault? 
