UPDATE
Well guys, you called it. I lost it yesterday, and good god did it feel nice.
As I mentioned, I bought a car. Because we only have one stall in our building, my roommate pays extra to park there (he's a carpenter and keeps his tools in his car, so he needs a safe place to put them.), thus I have to find street parking. I'm walking to my car yesterday and this tweeked out chronic (in Hawaiian terms, someone on either crack or meth) comes charging up to me, screaming that I parked in his space. I politely pointed out that this is the street, and you can't reasonably expect to have a "parking space", that's not marked by the state. He got in my face, all jittery and starting with the racial slurs (I THINK he was some sort of pacific islander), called me a fucking haole (a term referring to non islanders but generally applied to white people. Depending on the tone, its much akin to calling a black person the "N" word).
So, now he's screaming at me, with spittle flying in my face, racially insulting me, and I'm pissed off. But it gets better.
He pushed me.
I snapped without really thinking (my only thought was gratitude for giving me an excuse). I hit him with a right jab to the place between his nose and mouth (I missed his nose), a left hook to the ear, then a right cross to the chin. He fell into the garbage by the curb. One of the upstairs tenants of the building I parked at start yelling "WTF is going on?" So I yell up, "This fucker is trying to rob me".
I guess this guy is known at that building, and took off when the guy upstairs said he's calling the cops. All I got was a weak love tap to the cheek, and a punch in the shoulder.
But now, I'm gonna have to park my car somewhere else.
Oh well, you can't win'em all I guess
