Ok so let me preface this my first saying I have no animosity towards the homeless in Utah, in fact I will be the first one to help someone that is down & out if I can. But this little adventure sure did test my patience.
Ok so as some of you know I commute from Orem to Murray everyday, in an effort to help reduce pollution and spend alot less on gas and car maintainance I use public transit to get to and from work. normally my commute is very uneventful and down right boring, well at least it was until last Thursday.
So I board the route 811 from Sandy Trax to Provo, just as the bus is about to leave an obviously intoxicated man boards the bus, after fiddling around looking for change the drivers tells him to take a seat and he will give him a ride. As he stumbles down the aisle looking for a seat it is apparent he is drunk, as he makes his way to his seat he makes it a point to let everyone know he was homeless and needed money.
After a few minutes he decides he needs to be social again & start asking for money again, (never asked me tho for some reason) then he takes a seat 2 seats ahead of me and started talking to this very young girl, couldn’t have been more than 19. He started putting the moves on her, after a good 15 minutes of making her feel very uncomfortable he turns his attention to a 40ish aged woman across the aisle.
This is where the fun begins…..
So he asks her for money again…. she tells him I’m sorry I have no change. Well at this point he looses it. He starts yelling and screaming at her calling all kinds of obscenities, alot of things I would never call my worst enemy, unfortunately the bus is on the freeway & cannot let him of until Orem. She was trying to ignore him but he kept on it.
Finally, I say to him…. HEY! leave her alone!
This is where it gets really fun……
Well he takes his attention off the woman and focuses all his drunken energy towards me, threating to kick my you know what, and mumbling all sorts of obscenities, I turn to him and say: Sorry buddy I can’t understand what your saying. I don’t speak drunk… (probably not the best thing to say at the time) Well then he decides to tell me he is going to drag me off the bus and stab me. Yep stab me. Yowzers!
So to make an already long story short, I called the police, they threw him in Jail and he got a warm bed to sleep in and a warm meal and hopefully sobered up a little.
And ya know it felt good standing up for someone, even though I could have gotten my self hurt, I would do it again.
Anyway, just wanted share……