A few nights ago I drove to go and practice hitting some golf balls, I’m terrible, and so decided to stop at a shop on the way there.
Now I’m just in my own world, thoughts flowing constantly and so don’t think much of the shouting as I go into the shop; which has its doors open.
As I go in I can hear someone shouting get out but still I don’t realise he’s talking to me. Then I notice a dude without a shirt on approaching me menacingly, now I’m not a fighter but I instinctively turn into more a fighter stance and receive the hardest thigh kick I’ve ever had as he says leave.
Now you don’t gotta tell me twice I’m done with this shit and straight to golf. As I’m driving the next few minutes to get there I can’t stop thinking about what could be happening to the shop keepers. Not really a fan of the cops but in times like these I thought it necessary to call it in and they say they’ll send someone right out.
I call back the next day to get an update and they take a while to read the notes and say it turned into a serious incident and that an officer would call me. I have a family member in the police so for them to check and turns out it was armed robbery but she didn’t tell me anymore than that.
Just crazy when you’re put into a crazy situation out of nowhere.
Had a similar thing happen at a bank. Huge line because it was the Saturday after Thanksgiving, I’m stuck in the door waiting to move forward.
Suddenly this skinny little guy bolts out of the back room and starts slapfighting his way down the line.
Sheriff pops up right behind him and yells “Somebody stop that guy!”
Well, I’m in the door, and I’ve probably got 10" and 75 pounds on the guy. I plant my feet and decide that if he makes it to me, he’s not getting past me.
He makes it to me. So I clamp one hand on his shoulder, grab him by the balls and throw him to the floor, then cover him.
Whole time I have him on the ground he’s yelling “I aint fighting you! I aint fighting you!” while he’s clearly trying to fight me. I tell him “Dude, you’re only making this worse.”
Cop comes and cuffs him, stuffs him in her car.
She comes back to me, gets my info. Did he hurt me? No. Did he break my glasses? No. Wanted me to describe him, I told her dude was just scared is all.
“Hey, do I want to know what I just did?”
“No, probably not.”
I spent weeks thinking I was going to get called to court as a witness. Nope!
That testimony is probably why you weren’t called. That would probably hurt their case against him if presented as evidence.
And they likely had whatever he was accused of doing and the camera footage. Probably took a plea deal or something.
It’s not about hurting the case, it’s just irrelevant to the charges in court. How a suspect is stopped while fleeing isn’t usually relevant to the charges against them. Especially since it wasn’t an officer that stopped them, but a civilian. That information will of course be in the report, but it wouldn’t be relevant in the court proceedings, especially not needing them to testify in person.