ill keep this short since alot of it is filler. anyways....
i worked at a Native Owned Casino in California (it was closed due to tribal infighting, due to reopen soonish) on the weekends all the city people would drive the hour or so north from fresno to come get slammed listen to shitty country music, fight, and be general idiots. i was on exterior patrol on the later part of saturday night, drifting my golf cart through sprinkler water, giving old ladies lifts, and looking for people doing shady stuff in the parking lots (stuff ive seen, spousal abuse, gay sex(both teams), tons of hot boxed cars, people stealing cats off the douchey br0-trucks, crack heads finding nirvana, and sadly tons of kids sitting in cars while their parents gamble their college tuitions away) back on track, i get a call that this hispanic gentleman is yelling at people that are walking out of the casino, so i go to check it out. i pull up behind him while he is yelling and threating people to fight him barking like a dog (oooh big scary bulldog gang member) so i do the usual, sir you are not allowed to loiter in the parking lot please either sit in your car or go into the casino, when that failed to work he approached me and i walked to the other side of my cart keeping it between us, i then called for backup that he was threatening me now, asking what part of fresno im from "you from the west side, u from calwa, kings canyon?!" i need to know so i know who your crew is, if im allowed to stab you or not! i informed him i live in the mountains, to maybe diffuse the suspision, but it backfired and he thought i was a smart ass. so he pulled a cheap bowie knife and kept circling the cart until 5 other officers show up an handcuff him, he starts barking and yelling that he is tha hardest Nigga! since he was detained and my sargent was cool as hell i told him your not black, your mexican, he gives me a funny look and then he goes into the back of the tribal police car.
for those of you that are gonna ask, we were not allowed to carry weapons of any kind.
that was that i quit soon after because getting stabbed for minimum wage is not worth it.
another short one. the same cool sargent had a girl who was banned for using stolen credit cards who would show up the nights he was working in a big coat and wait for him to get there, to be escorted out, and drop the coat for him, giving him the full spread, she was actually pretty cute, but crazy AF. we tried to tell her he quit to work somewhere else but she knew what his car looked like but she eventually just stopped showing up.
i worked at a Native Owned Casino in California (it was closed due to tribal infighting, due to reopen soonish) on the weekends all the city people would drive the hour or so north from fresno to come get slammed listen to shitty country music, fight, and be general idiots. i was on exterior patrol on the later part of saturday night, drifting my golf cart through sprinkler water, giving old ladies lifts, and looking for people doing shady stuff in the parking lots (stuff ive seen, spousal abuse, gay sex(both teams), tons of hot boxed cars, people stealing cats off the douchey br0-trucks, crack heads finding nirvana, and sadly tons of kids sitting in cars while their parents gamble their college tuitions away) back on track, i get a call that this hispanic gentleman is yelling at people that are walking out of the casino, so i go to check it out. i pull up behind him while he is yelling and threating people to fight him barking like a dog (oooh big scary bulldog gang member) so i do the usual, sir you are not allowed to loiter in the parking lot please either sit in your car or go into the casino, when that failed to work he approached me and i walked to the other side of my cart keeping it between us, i then called for backup that he was threatening me now, asking what part of fresno im from "you from the west side, u from calwa, kings canyon?!" i need to know so i know who your crew is, if im allowed to stab you or not! i informed him i live in the mountains, to maybe diffuse the suspision, but it backfired and he thought i was a smart ass. so he pulled a cheap bowie knife and kept circling the cart until 5 other officers show up an handcuff him, he starts barking and yelling that he is tha hardest Nigga! since he was detained and my sargent was cool as hell i told him your not black, your mexican, he gives me a funny look and then he goes into the back of the tribal police car.
for those of you that are gonna ask, we were not allowed to carry weapons of any kind.
that was that i quit soon after because getting stabbed for minimum wage is not worth it.
another short one. the same cool sargent had a girl who was banned for using stolen credit cards who would show up the nights he was working in a big coat and wait for him to get there, to be escorted out, and drop the coat for him, giving him the full spread, she was actually pretty cute, but crazy AF. we tried to tell her he quit to work somewhere else but she knew what his car looked like but she eventually just stopped showing up.
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