While he was in the shop, a scary superdrunk super crazy man came into the Firestone dealership I was at. And he started shouting and being all crazyeyed and screaming at people and screaming at the man at the counter who basically just ignored him and kept doing his work and stuff.
People were avoiding eye contact with the crazyman and as soon as the guy looked away I grabbed my shit and RAN out of the store.
Moments later 5 cop cars (2 of them unmarked) drove up and cops spilled out and ran into the store and I ran around the corner so as to not get shot by a stray bullet or something. I didn't hear any gunshots though, so after a few minutes I inched my way back around the corner to see what was going on and the dude was in handcuffs on the floor in a puddle of blood being all squirmy and his head appeared and face appeared to be bleeding as well. Yuck.
He was still yelling and stuff. I think he probably tried to attack a cop and they THWACKED him with a nightstick or something.
Eeek! Scary!
I hate Brooklyn!
But yay I have nice shiny new tires!
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