Is it summer? Tell us of a story of you being a vigilante

[Bobalos]

I am not to far behind you, but that story happened maybe 35 years ago, So to me those two old guys will always be old guy's. 

Its all about perspective.  30 years ago, 50 year olds were old as hell & life was over.  Now Im 50 & am mixin it up as best I can with the 20 year olds.  LOL.

 

[ANGRYBUTTCRACK]

I got my sun up…. Sorry haven’t read any of the thread… but I like the title 

 

[zilla68]

Not sure if this qualifies.

My old shop location was at the end of a commercial complex. Units started street side with unit A and ended at the very back with unit Z.

Being in the last unit was nice as we had a lot of exterior space for vans, loading etc. Side effect was it was also a great dumping ground for other people's junk. Mattresses, couches, trash etc all seemed to show up in the middle of the night. 

One Sunday morning, I was in the shop in my office and noticed a pick up truck roll by. They had a mattress set in the bed.  Someone already had dumped a crappy recliner out back the night before.  So I waiting a few min and walked outside. 

There stood a guy and girl and an empty truck bed. Mattresses up against my shop wall next to the recliner. 

They were startled to say the least when I rounded the corner.

I looked at them and said load it back up. They started to say it wasnt theirs, and I expected that answer. 

So I said nope. Load it up now, the police have been called and take it all. 

Stunned they said what. I said yes take your recliner as well.  

He started getting shitty and she said ok we will take it. I wasn't backing down. 

Watched them load up their crappy mattresses and the recliner that someone else has dropped off. 

Was awesome and hopefully taught them a lessen. 

that happens all the time to me, I oversee some commercial properties as a side job and I catch people all the time. I had a guy doing a lawn clean up, throwing all his stuff, grass, tree limbs, etc in my dumpsters. I pulled in front and blocked him. He played dumb and I said cops have been called and you need to load up what you just threw in. he said make me, so I exited my vehicle and he went for something on/around his drivers seat, so I pulled my gun on him, told him he wasn't smart reaching for whatever it was he was reaching for. He loaded up the big limbs and drove around me. It gets so aggravating. We have extra dumpsters that we use for other properties as I clean them out and it pisses me off when I go to use them and they are full of other peoples crap

I had a lady who threw all her trash all over the ground, not even close to the dumpster. so i loaded it all up, drove 3 blocks, knocked on her door, told her husband next time I'm bringing the entire dumpster, dumped it on his lawn and left. he said I will call her right now. 

 

[John@Outfront]

that happens all the time to me, I oversee some commercial properties as a side job and I catch people all the time. I had a guy doing a lawn clean up, throwing all his stuff, grass, tree limbs, etc in my dumpsters. I pulled in front and blocked him. He played dumb and I said cops have been called and you need to load up what you just threw in. he said make me, so I exited my vehicle and he went for something on/around his drivers seat, so I pulled my gun on him, told him he wasn't smart reaching for whatever it was he was reaching for. He loaded up the big limbs and drove around me. It gets so aggravating. We have extra dumpsters that we use for other properties as I clean them out and it pisses me off when I go to use them and they are full of other peoples crap

I had a lady who threw all her trash all over the ground, not even close to the dumpster. so i loaded it all up, drove 3 blocks, knocked on her door, told her husband next time I'm bringing the entire dumpster, dumped it on his lawn and left. he said I will call her right now. 

I had dog crap constantly on my grass, so i vigilantly watched from the front window until i found the culprit  it was my neighbor, a real old man lol, 2 doors down from my house.  with out saying a word i put the crap on his front door mat.  He always exited the front door for his walk.   never saw that scrawny little dog crap on my yard again

 

[Duster]

Was at this party years ago, my friend had to leave so I walk him out and down the street a ways to his car, said our fare-de-wells and headed back to the party.  Just walking along, and coming in the opposite direction is four guys.  Didn't think much of it, and just as we were about to pass one another and of course the smallest one out of the bunch decides needs to say something...to me.  I was trying to think if I knew these guys, but no and as quick as that...WHAM! clocks me.  Dazed, just feel back a bit thinking WTF...  Turn around to head back to the party, kind of pissed and no sooner than I see three of my buddies.  One of them loves to fight. Two guys that sitting in a truck saw the whole thing play out, and went on to hunt these guys down. 

Find them in short manner, and sure enough I see the little guy, most notable by the red laces on his boots.  Go up to the passengers side of the Camaro where he's sitting, asked him, "remember me?...Get out!..."  He sighs like he too busy for this, flings the door open sticks his leg out, and I kick shut right on his shin.  Punk was railing in pain.  The other guys were now looking a six on three and decided it was a better scoop up junior and high tail it.        

 

[2turbofords]

I used to tow Honda's back and forth to racing events for a friend of a friend, cars were so low, no one else could get them on and off of a flatbed without removing the front bumpers. So eventually He closes his shop in Escondido, and needed help moving all the cars to his home in lake Paris about 50 mi one way. I moved the cars one by one, on the evenings and weekends and was always paid right away. Until it came down to the last couple cars, he owed me 200$ and he owed me gas money at least. After calling and calling, Never heard from the guy, but was later contacted by a few of his customers... wondering what had happened to the shop and where their precious race cars were. I guess he didn't tell anybody he was closing  shop or taking their cars back to his house. So I drove up to guys house with a trailer and the disgruntled customer. pulled down the gates with my truck and recovered a complete race car out of the side yard, in broad daylight along with a few cylinder heads, with lots of nitrous solenoids that were his. Homeowners dog was sure mad, and his wife was screaming and cussing, but I never heard back from him or the cops. Really wanted to burn down the guys house to be honest, but was afraid to hurt the innocent dog...

 

[Rockwood]

I used to tow Honda's back and forth to racing events for a friend of a friend, cars were so low, no one else could get them on and off of a flatbed without removing the front bumpers. So eventually He closes his shop in Escondido, and needed help moving all the cars to his home in lake Paris about 50 mi one way. I moved the cars one by one, on the evenings and weekends and was always paid right away. Until it came down to the last couple cars, he owed me 200$ and he owed me gas money at least. After calling and calling, Never heard from the guy, but was later contacted by a few of his customers... wondering what had happened to the shop and where their precious race cars were. I guess he didn't tell anybody he was closing  shop or taking their cars back to his house. So I drove up to guys house with a trailer and the disgruntled customer. pulled down the gates with my truck and recovered a complete race car out of the side yard, in broad daylight along with a few cylinder heads, with lots of nitrous solenoids that were his. Homeowners dog was sure mad, and his wife was screaming and cussing, but I never heard back from him or the cops. Really wanted to burn down the guys house to be honest, but was afraid to hurt the innocent dog...

 

[zilla68]

had a buddy build a horse corral for a fireman, guy wouldn't pay up. so one day he shows up and cuts the poles leaving about 2 ft sticking up and took his steel back lol

 

[ChEFF]

My Freshman Year in High School Our football team was 6-0 at the time. The Varsity was 1-5. I talked Shiit to the Varsity team saying we could whip their asssesss. They suck! Well, the entire year in between classes, I'd get my butt stuffed into a trash can by someone on the team. There were like 4 BIG guys who knew my class schedule and would be waiting for me around a corner. I'd have to look both ways and sprint to my class or they'd jack me up. I got stuck so many times in a trash can it was stupid. They chased me off campus one time. I literally feared for my life every day. They loved it. Well............forward to my Senior Year, I grabbed this unknown innocent Freshman out of no where and said, don't worry about it brother, it's all about me. Stuffed his aisss into a trash can and walked off. Looking back, that was just wrong. Peace

 

[Skyward]

I heard of this guy that didn’t pay his workers at the end of a job, he claims someone put super-glue in his vehicle’s door locks and put Fix-All through his irrigation system.

Gotta remeber that one....

 

[Lord of the Dunes]

This happened back in the late 80s. My sub was on WestPac and we pulled into Guam for a couple of weeks for beer, titties and minor repairs. The first day there, I was driving the duty van and picked up about 8 guys and was pulling through the parking lot when someone threw a full beer bottle at the van and busted a side window. I punched it and drove the van over the curb and back to base, even though a couple of guys wanted to climb out and beat some ass. The command hadn't seen anything about violence on TV, so guys were still allowed to go out into town. The next afternoon 2 big burly torpedomen and a thin Fire Control Tech (5'9", about 155 lbs) were walking alongside the road when 2 cars stopped behind them and 8 big Guamanians climbed out with baseball bats and pipes.

They attacked the 2 big guys first, who went down immediately. The skinny guy spun around, and much to everyone's surprise, put 5 out of the 8 Guamanians in the hospital, in the next room over from our 2 sailors. It turns out Dwayne was a martial arts expert ever since growing up in the Philippines as a kid. He was very upset he didn't hear them sneaking up on them and that the other 2 guys got hurt. The Chief of the Boat was at the hospital to check on the 2 sailors and talking to the Guam chief of police on behalf of the CO and the crew. He met with him and came back to the base to brief the crew.

Here's what he said, as near as I can recall. "I talked to the effing chief of police and he says the 5 clowns in the hospital aren't telling who the other 3 attackers are. I told him the entire crew is restricted to base effective effing immediately. I told him he has until noon effing tomorrow to find out who the sh1tbags are and arrest them, or I won't be able to control 120 pissed off sailors who want revenge. So as of right now, you're all restricted to the base. If effing chief of police doesn't have them in custody by noon tomorrow, well, I can't effing control you pissed off mother effers. He can explain to the news reporters why this island needs a new police chief." I think I left out a few eff bombs, but that was the basic message. First thing the next morning, the police chief called to say he'd arrested all 8 guys and they would get prosecuted.

I talked to the COB afterward and told him I knew he wasn't going to let anyone off the base, even if the attackers were caught, but I had a solution that everyone could live with. My division was in charge of the recreation committee funds and I had cooked meals for the cooks underway, so they loved it when I got them out of cooking. I told the COB that when he tells the crew that we couldn't leave the base, tell them we would have a non stop kegger at the barracks. We would buy fresh kegs every time we ran out with the rec committee money. Every day, a different guy in my division would BBQ for 1/2 day, then another guy would cook for the other 1/2 day. The cooks would sign the paperwork so my division could requisition the food (hot dogs, burgers, chicken, ribs) every morning from the base galley along with trash cans full of ice for the keg. This way, the crew would stay by the barracks eating BBQ and playing football or baseball all day and drink all the free beer they wanted. They'd stay on base, the cooks would get almost 2 weeks off and everyone would be happy. It worked out great!