Pizza Parlor Fight
Early Sunday morning, circa 1:30 - I went to get a gyro sandwich with a friend. We were hanging out at my beach condo, making some new product. Down the street from the condo are a few late night joints that feed all the worthless drunks as they come out of the bars.
Oftentimes I can slip in and get fed without encountering any idiots - but Sunday a.m. was not going to be one of those days. We ordered our gyro sandwiches, sans the bread. Told them to double up on the meat and toss the pita bread into the dumpster for the vultures. My friend made the mistake of telling the waiter that we'll eat the food "here."
When the food arrived a group of beach bums with shaggy beards and dirty hair arrived.
Next thing you know my friend says, "These guys are a bunch of trolls."
"Why do you think I like to get my food to go?" I said.
My friend immediately got up and fetched a couple small boxes to put our grub in, so we could leave.
As soon as he did this, though, trouble began. "Shaggy" walked up to a tall British dude (who was minding his own business), flipped him off and began cursing. Next thing you know the bum is yelling at the Brit, nearly knocking him over with his halitosis.
The manager, who happens to be an Egyptian, immediately got between the two. He pushed them out the door, telling them to take their "business" elsewhere. Although he got them to go outside, the manager made a number of mistakes, and he's lucky he didn't get whacked himself.
My friend and I were ready to jump in and kick some serious butt on his behalf, if needed - but once outside and no one gathereed around to watch the show - they lost interest in fighting. Sort of like a kid throwing a tantrum. Put him in a quiet room, there's no one to put on a show for, and the tantrum stops.
Now, if the manager had someone with bad intentions, I'm afraid he'd be in a world of hurt. First off, he's not in shape. He eats too much pizza and exercises too little. He could really benefit from being a Matt Furey Inner Circle Member - wherein he gets Combat Conditioning and Combat Abs and five other gifts FREE - as well as a monthly newsletter, CD and private discussion board that coaches him year round.
Not only that, but next time I see him I'm going to bring him the Furey Fight Back Pack. He needs to pay special attention to the Irish Bare Knuckle Boxing Secrets as well as my Neck Cranks and Street Grappling DVD's. Armed with the techniques in these DVD's, he'll have a good time whomping these bums' butts in the future.
Next time I see him I'm going to show him the LIVE footage of me Whalin on Whelan - so he knows what's possible when he's in shape and knows what he's doing. I hope it'll motivate him.
By the way, Spring Break is in full force this week - so I'll be giving you a full report from the beach.
Tune in each day to make sure you don't miss anything. I think my Egyptian friend is going to have a very busy week, in more ways than one - and it ain't just going to be drunken MEN that he has to contend with. Word is that these young college chicks jump up on tables, dancing in bikinis - or less - and he may need help observing the "show." Who knows, this Fure-cat may even bring his camera.
Kick butt - take names!
Matt Furey
Oftentimes I can slip in and get fed without encountering any idiots - but Sunday a.m. was not going to be one of those days. We ordered our gyro sandwiches, sans the bread. Told them to double up on the meat and toss the pita bread into the dumpster for the vultures. My friend made the mistake of telling the waiter that we'll eat the food "here."
When the food arrived a group of beach bums with shaggy beards and dirty hair arrived.
Next thing you know my friend says, "These guys are a bunch of trolls."
"Why do you think I like to get my food to go?" I said.
My friend immediately got up and fetched a couple small boxes to put our grub in, so we could leave.
As soon as he did this, though, trouble began. "Shaggy" walked up to a tall British dude (who was minding his own business), flipped him off and began cursing. Next thing you know the bum is yelling at the Brit, nearly knocking him over with his halitosis.
The manager, who happens to be an Egyptian, immediately got between the two. He pushed them out the door, telling them to take their "business" elsewhere. Although he got them to go outside, the manager made a number of mistakes, and he's lucky he didn't get whacked himself.
My friend and I were ready to jump in and kick some serious butt on his behalf, if needed - but once outside and no one gathereed around to watch the show - they lost interest in fighting. Sort of like a kid throwing a tantrum. Put him in a quiet room, there's no one to put on a show for, and the tantrum stops.
Now, if the manager had someone with bad intentions, I'm afraid he'd be in a world of hurt. First off, he's not in shape. He eats too much pizza and exercises too little. He could really benefit from being a Matt Furey Inner Circle Member - wherein he gets Combat Conditioning and Combat Abs and five other gifts FREE - as well as a monthly newsletter, CD and private discussion board that coaches him year round.
Not only that, but next time I see him I'm going to bring him the Furey Fight Back Pack. He needs to pay special attention to the Irish Bare Knuckle Boxing Secrets as well as my Neck Cranks and Street Grappling DVD's. Armed with the techniques in these DVD's, he'll have a good time whomping these bums' butts in the future.
Next time I see him I'm going to show him the LIVE footage of me Whalin on Whelan - so he knows what's possible when he's in shape and knows what he's doing. I hope it'll motivate him.
By the way, Spring Break is in full force this week - so I'll be giving you a full report from the beach.
Tune in each day to make sure you don't miss anything. I think my Egyptian friend is going to have a very busy week, in more ways than one - and it ain't just going to be drunken MEN that he has to contend with. Word is that these young college chicks jump up on tables, dancing in bikinis - or less - and he may need help observing the "show." Who knows, this Fure-cat may even bring his camera.
Kick butt - take names!
Matt Furey
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