Okay, to be totally clear, this happened about 8-9 years ago back when I was still living in Texas. I was SUPER Beta back then, and my sister was walking bitch-rage most of the time. I'm not bothering to change names, cause I'm lazy, and even if people saw this, they'd laugh.
So... Heather snapped her knee once (right around my 21st birthday) and was hobbling on crutches, and I was driving her EVERYWHERE... (And running errands for the whole family, because I didnt know how to say no)
We have to go to the grocery store (more exact, Walmart)
Now, cause Mom worked there, we had her parking pass to park on the side of the building, which was closer in some respects than the disabled parking.
So we park, and I'm helping Heather out of the car, and ask from the cart pullers if they would get her a scooter, cause there was no way she'd able to walk the whole store on crutches (but by this point she was so fucking stir crazy, she HAD to get out of the house)
Cart puller brings us a scooter and very nicely disinfects the thing, and Heather settles into and I toss her crutches into the cart I had grabbed
We head into Walmart (this is one of those superstores, so epically huge) and start grabbing what we need
We are in the baby items area when this... Jabba the hut huffs and puffs at us because we "stole her scooter". Me being the quiet one, lets Heather take the lead. She blinks up at the beast and says, "I have a broken knee and it looks like you could benefit from walking." And scoots down the aisle to get diapers for my kid.
Shebeast pushes the cart out of the way, and stomps after Heather, calling her a bitch. (I'm already on the phone with the store and telling them to view the camera for the department) Heather stops, and waves me closer, pining the beast between us basically. Again, she politely states, "I cannot walk, I have a broken knee."
I KNOW where this is headed, and gently slide one of her crutches out and lean it against the back of the scooter. This creature, purple with rage now, says that my sister is lying, and slaps her cast covered knee
Heather went white with pain (because, hello, shattered kneecap) and grabbed her crutch, shambling to stand, getting right in this woman's face.
"Do not touch me. You just committed assault. Now I will say this for the last time, I have a broken knee and require this scooter for the duration of my shopping trip."
The store manager (who just happened to be an old friend of family) shows up and is watching this exchange.
Shebeast tries to wrestle Heather crutch away, shrieking at the top of her lungs that its her scooter. Heather lets go of the crutch and falls back into the chair of the scooter... Well... you can guess what happened to the beast...
Falls back, right into the baby formula racks, making a huge mess. Store manager approaches us, says they have it all on tape if we want to press charges. We decline, cause we arent assholes. Shebeast is escorted off the premises and banned from the store.
Most of the staff have a good laugh, cause yeah, we'd have been very justified to take a swing or sue
(Honestly, i think the ONLY reason Heather didnt swing is cause she was SO fucking high on pain meds that it would have harshed her buzz)
~Retelling of story is prompted by the husband arguing with his step-mother over the (incredibly stupid idea of) purple parking spaces for disabled vets. I went on a rant tangent, and figured he needed to hear the story of my high as balls sister owning a horrible hambeast~
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[–] shitlordin 0 points 4 points 4 points (+4|-0) ago (edited ago)
Always press charges! People that do this sort of shit won't ever stop until it affects their life. People always say that they didn't want to ruin their life for something so minor. Well here is a great story from my life:
My sister is dating this abusive fuck stick. He was fat and incredibly stupid. He was like this before his accident. On his birthday he took his quad out (in his neighborhood) and roared down the street, hit the breaks and smashed his face into the pavement. Frontal lobe brain damage. Now before this he had been hitting my sister off and on, every time she told me I went and beat the shit out of him. He still didn't stop. One day he hits her and I come over to "talk". He attacks me before I even walked into the house. I proceed to beat his ass yet again. Cops come but my sister like ALWAYS doesn't want to press charges. I did. He went to jail and has another addition to his long list of charges. This assault charge netted him 5 months in jail and when he came out he was a changed man. By changed I mean not at all.......except he has not laid a hand on my sister since.
The point of my story is this: This fucking asshole thought that he could just get away with it. Even though I ended up fighting him on 5 separate occasions and every single time I walked away while he was knocked out. Did not stop him. I charge him with assault and it has been 3 years since he has laid a hand on her. I spent the entire 5 months while he was in jail receiving all sorts of shit from my family saying "I ruined his life" "How could you do that to your nieces father?" Not "Oh he hit her, he is a piece of shit and deserved it". Nope. I was the bad guy. Funny thing is, my sister thanked me a few months ago for charging him because now she doesn't live in fear of what the day may bring......after not talking to me for a year.
People are fucked! It doesn't matter what you do, someone will always think your an asshole. In your case, the only people that would have thought you were an asshole is this butterbeasts friends and family........so what? Next time charge the person, who gives a fuck if someone thinks you are an asshole for it?
[–] SouthernBelle [S] 0 points 2 points 2 points (+2|-0) ago
shrug It was almost a decade ago, the hambeast is likely dead by now, and neither of us lives there anymore. The store manager banned the woman from the premises, which was a big deal cause it meant no going to like SEVEN fast food places and having to travel the next county over for a 24 hour wal-mart.
I am SO glad I dont like in Texas anymore.