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Schoolkid Troublemakers
Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 7:29 pm
by Flipside
Ok, where I work, there is a small row of shops which, every lunchtime, aquires a gathering of schoolkids. They don't bother me, possibly because one of them tried to start an argument when I hadn't had an anti-depressant for 2 days and got the full force of me 'Flipping out', which, while I didn't hit them, did, however mean they find something more interesting when I walk past them
Anyway, these schoolkids are causing continual problems round the shops, they bully kids from other schools, they harass the customers in the shops, they shoplift etc etc. However, whenever the Police are called they are 'Too Busy' to send a car out.
It's ridiculous, to be a 'First World' country with as much money as we do, to be paying the highest level of taxes in the world to our government and they cannot even Police a bunch of 14 year olds. I find it totally unacceptable. They seem to have forgotten that it takes much much less than a bunch of fantaical muslims and Dirty Bomb to generate Terror. These kids generate their own small type of it for people in the area, and the Police are doing
nothing about it.
Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 8:54 pm
by Black Wolf
Sounds like a job for community vigilantism.
Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 9:46 pm
by kasperl
If you've got the right face for it (no offence meant), you can try doing the flipping out at them a quite few times more often, and see if they react.
Not really proper procedure, but it'd work. And the shopkeepers could just file charges constantly, the coppers would come buy just to avoid the paperwork. Or call the parents, that's sometimes a good idea.
Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2005 11:11 pm
by Hippo
get photos and send them to the local school, and see if they do anything... that's what happens half the time here...
Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 10:23 am
by karajorma
This is exactly the sort of thing those anti-social orders are supposed to deal with. The local papers are always applauding them being given out here in Bexley so maybe you should try to get them given out over there.
Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 7:25 pm
by aldo
Either that or set up a hi-fi playing Bach over f#####g huge speakers..........
Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 10:31 pm
by Top Gun
aldo wrote:Either that or set up a hi-fi playing Bach over f#####g huge speakers..........
Now
that's psychological warfare.

Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 10:39 pm
by Hippo
and invite the local seniors to come over for an all you can eat rice pudding buffet...

Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 4:29 am
by phreak
Top Gun wrote:aldo wrote:Either that or set up a hi-fi playing Bach over f#####g huge speakers..........
Now
that's psychological warfare.

Cannibal Corpse
Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 4:39 am
by Moonsword
*blinks*
Huh?
Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 9:01 am
by Black Wolf
Hippo wrote:and invite the local seniors to come over for an all you can eat rice pudding buffet...

Screw the seniors - I'm there.
My grandmother makes the worlds best rice pudding. You are all poorer for not having tasted it

Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 4:34 pm
by Moonsword
Well, get her to make some, fly to Hartsfield sometime in the local afternoon, after 3 PM, and I'll pick you up and you can give me some.
Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2005 8:41 pm
by Flipside
Well, one of the main reasons I try not to flip out too often is because other people find me genuinely scary when I do so. I'm perfectly in control to be honest, but my main defence is to act in such a matter that people believe I'm going to go pyscho on them at any moment. It's a purely defensive technique, fortunately, no-one's ever chosen to call my bluff

Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2005 6:34 am
by Hammer
how old are these schoolkids?
Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2005 7:06 am
by Grimloq
14, remember?
And Flip, yes, I know all about that

One time I 'flipped out' on my brother... All I did was scream 'OUT!' at him at the top of my voice (I was in a lousy mood and he wouldn't leave my room. Long story, believe me, it was justified) To sum up, all of these happened at the same time:
Dogs ran and hid under a couch
Mom FLEW upstairs, honestly thinking from the tone of my voice that I was about to KILL my brother
Brother screamed stumbled backwards out of the room
I ripped my throat up good from the sheer volume.
Then, 5 minute later, I found my brother hiding in a dark corner downstairs absolutly bawling, and my dad had this look of terror on his face... Yeah. I really know how to flip out.
How many 15-year-olds can claim they can do THAT? *Feels proud*