Rundown and the busted nose a cautionary tale

Back in my drinking days, I had a running buddy we called Rundown, he wasn't but the name stuck. Actually, he was quite a handsome guy, too handsome for his own good but that's another story, let's just say he liked the girls and they liked him.

I was Rundown's wingman there for the friend while he cut out his intended, it all worked out, anyway on to the story.
There was a bar a swinging pickup spot we hung out at, one night a guy came in looking for the dude who had stolen his girl and messed up his life. Thankfully, it wasn't Rundown he was looking for, but the dude was sitting at the table next to us,

A loud argument started between the two, anyone with any sense got the hell out of the way it was plain as day violence was coming. For reasons unknown Rundown decided that he was a peacemaker and was going to stop the fight. He stood up and got between the combatants. It wasn't very good judgment however just as he was inserting himself one of them. decided to throw a punch.

WHAM right in Rundown's nose.

He went down like a nine-pin, out for the count, bleeding profusely from his busted nose, meanwhile, the fight was on. These two rolled through the bar knocking over tables, chairs, beer, and each other. The bartender and bouncer eventually got them outside, the fight was roaring out in the parking lot and I was being a medic to Rundown bringing him back to consciousness and staunching the bleeding.

I drove him to the emergency room he had a broken nose, they fixed him up, and we went back to the bar. The moral of the story: Keep your nose out of other people's business it may get busted.
 

Many years ago, I worked with an extremely dignified older woman named Olga, looked and acted like royalty. She was very nice, but very straight-laced and staid. Built quite a bit like Queen Victoria.

One morning, she came in with a big black eye. Everyone was leery of asking any questions, as her husband didn't seem the type to hit his wife. Finally, the story came out.

She and her husband had stopped on the way home from a show at a nice bar to have a drink. As they were sitting at the bar, a guy who was a bit over the limit started throwing olives at her for some reason. Her husband stood up and said, "Hey, fellow, stop throwing olives at my wife!"

The guy, cocked his arm back and threw a punch at the husband. Being drunk, though, his aim was off and he hit Olga right in the eye. POW! The guy got away in the confusion.

She was the last person I would have even thought would be involved in a bar fight......
 

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