A friend of mine, T, lent another guy, E, some money. Not a huge amount, but fairly significant for a high schooler, something like $50
E decides he’s not gonna pay T back, so like mature, responsible high school dudes, they decide they’re going to meet up at the park after school and fight over this.
T is not a big dude, and doesn’t really expect to win this fight, so he goes and gets his friend, M, to come along, not to participate, just to watch over things and make sure he doesn’t get killed. M is well equipped for this job being over 6ft tall and built like a brick shithouse. Nice dude.
E, apparently, also had some friends coming along with this, and they show up after school dressed like some kind of school shooters, wearing fatigues and trench coats and shit
And more importantly, sporting weapons- sharpened screwdrivers, a baseball bat, etc.
M does his job, and takes those from them, throws them in his backpack, with a jacket or something covering the protruding end of the bat.
Of course word of this whole shit show gets around, the school got wind of it, and had called the police.
So as this whole group is walking off of school grounds, cops show up and start rounding them up.
M of course gets nabbed being the one with baseball bat sticking out of his bag, as do E and his friends.
T, however, lucks the fuck out, because his older cousin happens to be driving by just as the cops are showing up, and gets him into her car, assuring the police that he was with her and not involved in this. Miraculously none of the other parties rat him out, so while the police managed to piece together that there was one other person involved, they never figured out who he was.
M gets sent of to an alternative school for a year, and is allowed to return after that on the condition that he joins the football team. Our football team did not win a single game our senior year.
The others get various similar punishments- suspensions, alternative schools, etc.
One of E’s friends, on being informed by the cops that this was over $50, flipped out a little, possibly flipped a table, and sat down and calmly told the cops that he had been misinformed, and that E had told him it was over significantly more than that.
The really wild part though, is how the high school rumor mill exaggerated this, there was a version of the story I heard where M attacked a cop with a samurai and tried to escape on a motorcycle.
It should also be noted that these guys all actually remained on relatively good terms after this.
And these were, overall, pretty decent, even boring, nerds otherwise. A couple of them have some of the usual sorts of childhood trauma and such (except for T, who has some serious, grade-a childhood trauma, I still see him regularly, he had some rough patches along the way but is in a really good place these days) none of them really ever ended up in any significant trouble again after that.
And the area we lived in was a pretty safe, boring, middle class suburban area. I’m pretty well qualified to say that because I now work at the county 911 center, so I get to see what kind of shit is happening where, and that area of our county has nothing going on. If any one of the towns there has a dozen serious incidents (not counting stuff like noise complaints, traffic stops, parking issues, minor traffic accidents, routine medical emergencies and fire issues, etc) in a week, that’s probably going to be one of the busiest weeks of their year.
A friend of mine, T, lent another guy, E, some money. Not a huge amount, but fairly significant for a high schooler, something like $50
E decides he’s not gonna pay T back, so like mature, responsible high school dudes, they decide they’re going to meet up at the park after school and fight over this.
T is not a big dude, and doesn’t really expect to win this fight, so he goes and gets his friend, M, to come along, not to participate, just to watch over things and make sure he doesn’t get killed. M is well equipped for this job being over 6ft tall and built like a brick shithouse. Nice dude.
E, apparently, also had some friends coming along with this, and they show up after school dressed like some kind of school shooters, wearing fatigues and trench coats and shit
And more importantly, sporting weapons- sharpened screwdrivers, a baseball bat, etc.
M does his job, and takes those from them, throws them in his backpack, with a jacket or something covering the protruding end of the bat.
Of course word of this whole shit show gets around, the school got wind of it, and had called the police.
So as this whole group is walking off of school grounds, cops show up and start rounding them up.
M of course gets nabbed being the one with baseball bat sticking out of his bag, as do E and his friends.
T, however, lucks the fuck out, because his older cousin happens to be driving by just as the cops are showing up, and gets him into her car, assuring the police that he was with her and not involved in this. Miraculously none of the other parties rat him out, so while the police managed to piece together that there was one other person involved, they never figured out who he was.
M gets sent of to an alternative school for a year, and is allowed to return after that on the condition that he joins the football team. Our football team did not win a single game our senior year.
The others get various similar punishments- suspensions, alternative schools, etc.
One of E’s friends, on being informed by the cops that this was over $50, flipped out a little, possibly flipped a table, and sat down and calmly told the cops that he had been misinformed, and that E had told him it was over significantly more than that.
The really wild part though, is how the high school rumor mill exaggerated this, there was a version of the story I heard where M attacked a cop with a samurai and tried to escape on a motorcycle.
It should also be noted that these guys all actually remained on relatively good terms after this.
And these were, overall, pretty decent, even boring, nerds otherwise. A couple of them have some of the usual sorts of childhood trauma and such (except for T, who has some serious, grade-a childhood trauma, I still see him regularly, he had some rough patches along the way but is in a really good place these days) none of them really ever ended up in any significant trouble again after that.
And the area we lived in was a pretty safe, boring, middle class suburban area. I’m pretty well qualified to say that because I now work at the county 911 center, so I get to see what kind of shit is happening where, and that area of our county has nothing going on. If any one of the towns there has a dozen serious incidents (not counting stuff like noise complaints, traffic stops, parking issues, minor traffic accidents, routine medical emergencies and fire issues, etc) in a week, that’s probably going to be one of the busiest weeks of their year.