Unfiltered Story #214268

, , | Unfiltered | November 7, 2020

(I want to make it clear that I am not making this one up. I promise this actually took place.

I’m a librarian with my local public library. I’m sitting at the reference desk, waiting for people to come ask me things. Its a pretty quiet and lull afternoon, and I’m having a good time browsing google while waiting for people to come by. Then, I hear this middle aged guy shout the following from the computer area. Really loudly.)

Him: F**k!

(Now, one of the rules we have is no swearing in public places. So, I have to go over to him.)

Me: Excuse me Sir, but I’m afraid you cannot use that type of language in the library.

(His reaction? He stands up from his computer and gets all of two inches from my face- like, we could rub noses together, that kind of close- and screams-)

Him: I’M THE SON OF A BLACK PANTHER, YOU M****F***ING WHITE BOY! I’VE BEEN SHOT TWICE, I’VE BEEN STABBED TWICE, AND I’LL BE MORE THAN HAPPY TO DO THE SAME TO YOU IF YOU DON’T F*** OFF AND LEAVE ME ALONE!!! WE COOL, HONKY?!!!

Me: *shaken up, but not intimidated* Sir, once again; if you continue to talk like that, you will have to leave the building for-

Him: Yeah, we’re cool. Go f*ck yourself.

(At my coworkers suggestion, I go to the staff area and dial 911. The police arrive not long after, and they take him into custody. I draw up the necessary paperwork that bans him from the property for 3 months, and the police give him a legal edict that bans him further for one year. He tries to wiggle out of it, claiming that I’m being racist, that he has no ID to confirm his identity- but they manage to get enough out of him to arrest him for threatening to kill me, threatening to kill someone else at the local homeless shelter, and trespassing somewhere else.

Oh, but that’s not the end of the story! Fast forward one week, guess who I see on the children’s floor? Yep! I see him get off the elevator and make his way for the family bathroom.)

Me: *to pager* Call 911!

(The pager calls the emergency dept for me, and I explain to the dispatcher what’s going down, and why this guy is not supposed to be here. The officers arrive not long after, and I explain the situation.)

Me: He was banned last week for one year after he threatened to kill me and…

(I trail off because, guess what? I see him sneaking down the main staircase, as if he knows he’s not supposed to be here! The officer notices my silence.)

Officer: Is he behind us right now?

Me: Yeah, he’s coming downstairs. See the middle-aged one with long hair?

Officer: Yeah. Sir?

(He tries to ignore us as he walks right past.)

Officer: Sir! One moment please!

Female Officer: Are you supposed to be here right now?

Him:*looking utterly defeated*……….Aww, c’mon man! I’m not Donald Trump!

Female Officer: That’s not the problem, Sir. These people say you aren’t supposed to be here . Can we talk about this outside?

(They escort him out of the building and give him a criminal citation for trespassing. Fast forward six months. A lot changes at the library. New management, new rules, and now we have a security guard. I’m back at the reference desk, where this all started, when I see- guess who?)

Him: I’m not going to give up, its not in my DNA! Hahaha!

Security guard: *who doesn’t know about this guy* Well, good for you!

Me: *thinking* You really, really should.

(Yet again, I run right back to call 911. After explaining the situation, and especially emphasizing how he’s threatened to kill me in the past, four police officers arrive 5 minutes later. After I show them and the guard to him, I notice he reeks of whiskey!)

Officer: Hey there, mister. What’s your name?

Him: ….Why you wanna know?

Officer: Because apparently you’re not supposed to be here, and you may or may not have a weapon on you.

Him: *slurs* I’m the….I’m ssssson of a Black Panther!

Officer: That’s very nice. Now can we talk outside please?

(They cuff him for safety and escort him out. As he’s going down the stairs, he says this gem-)

Him: Man…. these f*cking white people!

(The lead officer (who was black) gave me such a dumbfounded expression! I’m glad they got him out, and I confess I’m slightly gladder I got to watch him get frisked in all kinds of places before going back to work. I hope he never bothers me again! )