So I had to go into town and while there I did a workout at the 24 hr fitness on Bishop Street which is just down the street from the courthouse.
After my workout I went to McDonald's and got their buy one QP with cheese and get another for a dollar. I then realized that the place was so crowded that there was nowhere to sit so I had to go outside.
They have long gotten rid of any tables and chairs along the walkway at Fort Street Mall (an outside mall because the homeless take it over. So with nowhere else to go I just find a vacant out of way space and sit cross-legged on the ground.
As I am eating my QP with cheese a homeless guy comes up to me and points at my other QP and says he wants it. I look at him with disgust and say that I want it too, that's why I bought it. He then tells me he's hungry and points again at my sandwich and says, "You have one. Give me the other one." I just tell him that I'm hungry too and want both of them. That's why I bought two. He then flips me off and walks away.
I'm kind of pissed at that filty piece of shit but whatever.
He then comes back and stands about five yards aways from me and stares at me. I'm still just sitting there and I say, "Is there a problem?" He's wearing these baggy short and just lifts up one side of his shorts and shows me his cock. Doesn't say anything but just looks at my with his cock hanging out. I'm like WTF? So I look at him bewildered and actually say, "What the fuck?" He doesn't say anything but just stands there in front of me and everybody else walking through the mall with his shorts up and his cock hanging out.
I'm really caught off guard and thinking what should I do. Then I just decide I'm going to kick his ass. So I stand up and make my way toward him. I am somewhat surprised that he doesn't run away but actually adopts a fighting stance and says, "Let's go!"
He has both hands up near his chin and starts bouncing around like a boxer. I put my hands up and we square off. He's actually throwing some jabs with his left lead and then roundhouse kicks me on the inner knee of my right leg (I'm a South Paw). I then say to myself, "Shit, does everybody train in MMA now?" MMA is the most popular sport in Hawaii now and we have more MMA and BJJ schools per square mile than any State in the US. It's like everybody is into it. I guess since we really don't have a football, basketball, or baseball team MMA is the only way we can make a name for ourselves.
Anyway, I'm a bit taller than he was and close the distance and throw an overhead left that catches him solid right of the right side of his forehead. This causes him to turn to his left and bend forward. Then I give him a front snap kick square on the face with my left leg (I'm wearing shoes). He goes to the ground.
I wanted like to give him a few kicks to body while he was on the ground but I heard someone say, "Brah, the cops are coming." And I look up and there's a crowd around me. I decided to high tail it out of there. As I was taking off, I paused briefly and headed back to get my other QP with cheese. "Don't want to forget this," I said as the crowd laughed.
My car was parked about a block away and as I was making my way in that direction I saw a bus coming. I decided to hop on the bus and just get out of there. I figure if the cops caught me they would have to make up a report and all that stuff but if I was nowhere to be found and it was just the homeless guy they wouldn't give a shit and I can pick up my car tomorrow. Everybody is so sick of these street people making lives miserable for decent tax paying citizens that just want to go about their business in peace that I'm pretty sure that even with all the cameras in the area I'll be OK.
Anyway, while sitting at the bus I'm thinking, "Jeeze, I'm close to 60 years old and I'm still throwing hands with low lives." I then notice that my right knee hurts a bit and my left hand is swollen and I can't make a fist. You would think that I could get through a street fight with a homeless guy unscathed but the years really takes its toll. Now I won't won't be able to train for who knows how long. The hand doesn't seem broken but just swollen. The skull is the hardest part of your body and fist will break first before a solid skull. That's why it's always good to keep your chin tucked in.
Im 38 and almost got into a fight with a Vietnan vet the other day, after giving him 50 cents, cause he said his long story and the whole nine yards. He took the coin, and flipped. I was like:" Sir, if you dont want it, just give me back!". He started to call me names, but I walked way reminding that old Sting song.: "A Gentleman will walk, but NEVER run"
