Oct. 6th, 2006

Oct. 6th, 2006 05:36 am

Stress

razorjak: (Bastards)
Stress = Having to repress the instinctual response when someone opens up a pocket-knife and points the blade at me.

(- ie grab the wrist which is wielding the knife and jamming my fingertips into the elbow to deaden the lower arm. -)

Semi-drunk guest at work tonight was flailing his arms at me complaining about how the machines were the tighest in the state. While I was trying to calm him down, his buck-knife flew out of his pocket and landed on the floor between us.

"Sir, that has to leave the gaming floor."

- "Why? It's not the big." (- he says as he reachs down and opesn it as he's standing back up ... the blade pointed at me when he's fully upright again. -)

"Sir, no blade or multi-tool is allowed on the gaming floor. It has to leave the floor." (- fighting every instinct in the book because I'd have gotten fired if I reacted the same way as I would if the same thing happened on the street. -)

- "Why?" (- still holding the knife open, but not pointing it at me anymore. -)

" Because the only options are you taking it off the floor and returning without it, leaving the casino altogether or my contacting tribal police due to you brandishing a weapon on property. "

...

GAHHH!

After I got him to leave the floor and put it in his car I REALLY needed a cigarette!

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