Give me one reason.... (601 hits)
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Submitted by GuardianAngel (View user info) at 2006-11-25 14:52:33 EST
Kevlar is five times stronger than woven steel of the same length, width and weave pattern.
Let me explain. I live in London, and for my sins (and for double the wage of a barman, which is probably my real motivation) I set out every Thursday, Friday and Saturday to whatever bar, club or drinking den my boss sends me to, and do my thing.
I like to refer to myself as a 'freelance security operative' although most people just call me a bouncer. I dont know, its probably just my delusions of grandeur, but saying you work in 'the people management business' sounds a lot more impressive to the prospective in-laws than 'I turf drunkards and crazies out of bars for a living.'
With the current situation in the UK around knife crime. (Its suggested that as many as one in ten people leaves the house in the morning armed with some sort of blade-in some areas, Id say one in ten DOESNT) and the rising incidence of gun crime, has led many in my profession to invest in kevlar vests.
Kevlar is rated up to ballistic grade 2-which means it will stop knives, needles, and anything up to 9mm parabellum ammunition from penetrating the wearer.
I cannot wear it.
I was hen pecked by my concerned fiance into buying one. Every night, before I left the house, shed kiss me goodbye, and look worried, until shed tap my chest, feel the hard plates under my shirt, and hear the hollow rap of her knuckles on the vest, and then shed smile a little. Every time I came back in from work, at four am in the morning, tired, and occasionally nursing a few bruises, Id try and sneak in quietly-but that was never necessary, because she was always awake. Id climb into bed, kiss her once on whichever cheek was exposed, and Id hear her sigh, and fall asleep almost instantly.
She left two weeks ago. Its a long story, but she definitely doesnt love me anymore. And on a bench on St Katherines Dock, yours truly, sat with his last two friends-a 1.5 litre bottle of Evian, and two packs of 32 tablets each. I didnt care who found me. I didnt care if anyone found me. Fight? I could not. I didnt care if I lived or died, so long as I could rest.
Something stopped me doing it. I still dont know what.
I cant find the strength to kill myself-so therefore I dont want to die. But still, every night, before I go to work, my kevlar stays on the floor in what used to be our room-so I dont really want to live either.
In the last two weeks, Ive been punched, kicked, Ive had bottles swung at me, and my ear has been split open by a well placed punch to my radio earpiece. Sooner or later, one of those bottles will be a broken one, and it will be aimed at my kidneys. Just an occupational hazard.
I could spend this New Years with my family. I wont. I'll be wherever I get sent, watching, waiting, hoping. Hoping that someone is carrying something in their pocket. Something
Hoping that tonight is the night, the one that finally ends it all.
They say that to commit suicide is a sin, for which one will burn in hell. I have just one thing to say to them.
Give me all the hell youve got to spare.
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Submitted by GuardianAngel (user info) at 2006-12-10 19:48:33 EST (#)
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Inion-I should hope so.
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-11-27 15:36:09 EST (#)
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Why not join the British Army and go to Basra on holiday?
Submitted by indoninja (user info) at 2006-11-27 09:25:54 EST (#)
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If you die can I have your vest?
Submitted by AinSophAur (user info) at 2006-11-27 08:55:05 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
A hard job to do. Did it for a while myself in Detroit.
Find a new line of work. You might get your wish and get fked up...
...but you will probably live. Then you get to deal with a nagging injury the rest of your life.
Fuck that.
Submitted by ilikesteak (user info) at 2006-11-25 22:46:30 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
You candyass sonova bitch.
Submitted by TheCrystalShip (user info) at 2006-11-25 20:53:15 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Have you ever heard of an apostrophe?
cocksucker
Submitted by inion_de_trua (user info) at 2006-11-25 20:38:07 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
i'll have a drink with you (but not on you) when i get to england. and i promise not to smash things into your head unless you deserve it. i have better aim than that.
Submitted by Sepsis (user info) at 2006-11-25 20:03:33 EST (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by Phallic_Cymbals (user info) at 2006-11-25 17:04:19 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Eat Indian. Bit o' legal Russian Roulette right there.
Submitted by BLITZKREIG_BOB (user info) at 2006-11-25 16:22:30 EST (#)
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You need to find a new line of work. You won't be young forever, and the injuries will eventually add up and slow you down.
Submitted by homer42 (user info) at 2006-11-25 15:43:42 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
Is this autobiography or fiction?
Submitted by LittleMonster (user info) at 2006-11-25 15:32:18 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
I think we need to talk
Submitted by DCWoody (user info) at 2006-11-25 15:20:55 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
decent