Argument and threats during dispute at store counter


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Dude, the guy had the whole fucking lane, you know, the whole aisle, clogged up. He's got his cart on one side. He's standing on the other. There's nowhere to go, you know, and I'm walking down the lane. I stood there for like three seconds, and I'm like, you know what, fuck this. So I moved his car out of the way. And he got all blood hurt. Was he going to go to blows? Was he going to go to blows, Dave? Dude, he was he got all fucking mad. You know, I walked up to the chicken counter, and anyway, I was like, you know, place on my order, and he's like, first he said sorry, and I'm like, dude, if you're a sorry, you know, I'm thinking, if you were sorry, you wouldn't have done that. So I just didn't say anything to him. And he's all dick. And I'm like, hey, dude, you know, you don't own the whole fucking, well, I didn't say fucking, but I said, you know, I said, you don't own the whole aisle, all right? It's kind of a two-lane street, you know, kind of like a street. You don't block the whole thing. And then the guy fucking said it going off. And like, the manager or whatever had to come over and calm him down and shit. I was like, whatever, dude. I want to go outside, I'll beat your ass out there. How about that? I have better things to do, though. You post up on him? Like, did you like assume the position and freaking like knuckle, you were ready to fucking knuckle up? This is exciting. I want to hear about it. I fucking laughed at him and said, whatever dude. Nothing like that. He's the only wanted to fight. What kind of beating? Where are you going to go? He wanted to fight because I moved his shopping cart that was in my way. Be a big dude? Did he look like he might have been, you know, Royd-Rajun or anything? fucking the surroundings and shit so you know fuck is my other order ready damn it's not even ready fucking lane, you know, the whole aisle, clogged up. He's got his cart on one side, he's standing on the other, there's nowhere to go, you know, and I'm walking down the lane. I stood there for like three seconds and I'm like, you know what, fuck this. So I moved his car out of the way, and he got all blood hurt. You know, I walked up to the chicken counter, and anyway, I was like, you know, place on my order, and he's like, first he said sorry, and I'm like, dude, if you were sorry, you know, I'm thinking, if you were sorry, you wouldn't have done that. So I just didn't say anything to him. And he's all dick. And I'm like, hey, dude, you know, you don't own the whole fucking, well, I didn't say fucking, but I said, you know, I said, you don't own the whole aisle, all right? It's kind of a two-lane street, you know, kind of like a street. you don't block the whole thing. And then the guy fucking set of going off. And like, the manager or whatever had to come over and calm him down and shit. I was like, whatever, dude. I want to go outside, I'll beat your ass out there. How about that? I have better things to do, though. You post up on him? Like, did you like assume the position and freaking like knuckle, you were ready to fucking knuckle up? This is exciting. I want to hear about it. I fucking laughed at him and said, whatever dude. There's nothing like that. He's the one who wanted to fight. What kind of feeding? Where are you going to go? He wanted to fight because I moved his shopping cart that was in my way. Be a big dude? Did he look like he might have been, you know, Royd-Rajun or anything? you know fuck is my other order ready damn it's not even ready
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Sylmar, Los Angeles, CA
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