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Cheers for understanding! The worst of the storm has passed...I am quite optimistic that all power will be fully restored today!
High Winds and Fallen Trees have brought about Power-outages! I am running short of Candles to keep home lit! So Sorry!
it's all right man i remember most of the vids i've uploaded but forget about the titles
Hi it's Strikeatic,
Tried to log in, my account is suspended. I know I'm annoying but what the fuck haha
I AM GOING TO GET YOU FIRED!
Before and after I retired as a cop, I worked a lot of executive protection jobs. I worked everything from protecting millions of dollars worth of jewelry at a photo shoot. To being part of a 5 man detail protecting a 6 month old Saudi prince and his 2 nannies. Some assignments were dangerous (Mexico) most assignments were boring as hell.
One of my typical "gigs" was working celebrity events. In this case, I was working an entrance to an event for people working the event only. What should have been a simple task of checking access passes and smiling at the "easy money" I was making, turned into some standard HOLLYWOOD BULLSHIT.
You needed a grey colored pass to go in the employee entrance where I worked. To go in the main entrance, where invited guests went in, you needed a red pass. Pretty simple huh? Not in Hollywood.
Up walks this fat fool wearing the Hollywood uniform: Black skinny jeans, black T-shirt, black sports coat, slicked back hair with a short ponytail and a 3 day facial growth. He was late 40's and looked like he had been on a week long cocaine bender. EVERYONE in Hollywood wears THE UNIFORM.
"Good afternoon sir, may I see your pass?"
"I don't need a fucking pass......"
"To get through this entrance, you need a gray pass."
He looked at me like I just defecated on myself and tried to barge past me.
I stood in front of him. "I need to see your pass, sir."
"DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM?"
"No sir, I don't know who you are, but I have the feeling you are going to tell me."
He came up with: "I was the assistant producer on the BLA BLA BLAH show....."
"Well sir, that's wonderful, I still need to see your gray pass."
"I am going to get you fired!"
"That would be blessed relief sir, but I need to see your pass..."
At that point, things got ugly. He tried to push past me again. When that didn't work, he tried to shove me out of the way. He had the upper body strength of a 7 year old undergoing chemo. I grabbed his wrist with one hand and his throat with the other and "helped him" to the carpet. There were uniformed guards all over the venue, just waiting for a moment like this. Mr Hollywood was twisted up, stood up and hooked by 3 very eager guards. Mr Hollywood uttered those six famous words, standard in the entertainment industry: I AM GOING TO SUE YOU!
The head of my E/P detail showed up. The Gay guy with the clipboard showed up and some executive, way up the food chain showed up. Mr Hollywood was howling like I was working an ice pick around in his ear. He was DEMANDING his lawyer, the cops (there were several working the event) and naturally, a ambulance.
When none of the above was forthcoming, he decided he just wanted to go home. The executive, my boss and the Gay guy with he clipboard got together and had Mr Hollywood arrested for trespass. It turned out he was not an invited guest or working the event. He was just an everyday wannabe gate crashing loser. He was also trespassed for life at the venue.
This sort of thing happens all of the time. It's one of several reasons why I got out of Executive Protection and on to bigger and better things, resulting in more stories in the future.