Then as we get our food, he's talking obnoxiously on his cell phone.

Now.... I hate cell phones. I hate punk kids that think they are bad asses, and most of all, I hate people that are disrespectful to the people around them.
Next thing I know this guy makes another call, then proceeds to say FU, F that etc while walking around the tables. So I tell him watch his mouth from across the restaurant....well he walks over to the hall by the bathrooms and continues is conversation in the same manner.
So me being the concerned citizen that I am....get up and B-line right for him. He sees me coming and heads for the bathroom. Now I could have dropped it there, but I was in a mood, so flung the door open and asked what his problem is, and told him he needs to leave. He didn't like that very much and started running his mouth at me, and kinda pushing me a little bit as I start to escort him to the door...... about that time another customer came over to break up it up and gets between us. Just then he spits on me over the the other customers shoulder.


His gf who is appearantly the assistant manager finally comes out and tells me to leave! ......HA! I told her I'll leave after I'm done eating....and told her again that her bf needs to leave.
The punk at this time is begging me to go outside with him and finish the job. I thought about it, but knew it really wasn't going to be worth it, as I embarrassed my wife enough. So I went back to my table to finish eating.
Mean while the gf calls the cops on me......and 3 other customers call the cops on fag outside making all kinds of gestures at me through the window.

While we wait for the cops, he came back inside, where I promptly instructed him to leave..... which he did, and went back to making gestures outside the window.

So then about 4 cops show up and throw him in the back seat, then come and get a statement from me and the other customers...who all backed me up!


Now there's no doubt that the guy was waiting for me to leave with my wife and 9 month old daughter...in which case I'm sure he was going to assault me again. Now I might be a fat old "has been", but I guarantee that guy would have found a little "still is" left in me if he messed with my family. He's lucky I didn't let him have it after he spit on me.
Best of all, the other customers came over and thanked me for doing something

ahhhh.....that was fun
