It was late at night at my fast food job and both me and my supervisor were closing and the only guy in the lobby was some homeless guy and all of a sudden he starts screaming and crying at the top of his lungs about how no one loves him and how his mom abandoned him and he like he is dying (dude was an alchoholic so he was probably having some withdrawal symptoms or something). Neither of us really give a shit and we’re both just kind of messing around and talking but he doesn’t stop and we’re both like, “yo what if this dude is actually dying?” and then IIRC someone else came in, and he started yelling at them and we were both like “ok lets call 911” and the dispatch decides to send the police because of how we said he was yelling at a customer
keep in mind this guy is like literally 120lbs at the most and is an old drunkard
so we wait and then police literally surround the entire building, they show up with like 5-6 squad cars all pointing their headlights into the lobby and they come in and pull the guy off his seat and start patting him down and interrogating him as a group for what seems like forever
at one point his pants fall down and I see his bony ass and balls
anyway they take him away kinda just picking him by his arms with his feet dragging like he was stood up and the whole time he’s still fucking screaming as loud as he can and both me and my supervisor are like
“what the fuck just happened?” just because of how disproportionate the response was to some old ass man
screaming and crying at the top of his lungs about how no one loves him and how his mom abandoned him
:sadness-abysmal: