Pot Helps pt. 11

"After he followed me around the corner and then inside the entrance I knew it was going to be him. It was just perfect because he was exactly the type of person I wanted to do this to. He wasn't really following me but I was just making careful decisions and going the way that I hoped he was heading because I wanted to size him up first and at this point I'm just really hoping he makes his way up that first flight of stairs because if he does that then I know exactly where he's going.

"So I make my way to the top of the bi-level open staircase and just watch him casually like I'm out of breath as he actually takes a minute to either catch his breath and pretend to check his phone or just check his phone.

"During this time I'm getting really anxious because I don't have much time left, on a small scale and large scale, and I want to do this before the air of the act's necessity takes off.

"So I'm sitting up there thinking 'He's not coming up.. he's waiting for someone down here... maybe he doesn't really know his way around..,' etc. And then he makes a quick phone call and I'm brainstorming on what other violent acts I could commit but of course anything short of what I planned would feel like some huge appeasement to this world, this life, this disease, etc.

"And then he gets off the phone, flips it shut and makes his way towards the stairs and all my anxieties slip away and are replaced by good ole' stomach nerves, because at this point I know he's not making his way down any other hall then the one I had planned to use because he didn't have on one of those blue polo shirts that indicate you have business elsewhere besides the residential tower.

"And so I casually stroll to about 20ft inside the hallway so in case there were any random people that decided to show up at 11pm they would have 20ft of distance to skew their view of the perpetrator.

"Waiting there, I felt like De Niro from Godfather II, stalking Don Fanucci.

"So he comes around the corner and I'm dicking around with my shoes like I'm tying them and I'm realizing how stupid and cliché it is to pretend to tie your shoes as he makes it near me and gives me this fucking eye. This fucking look like 'who the fuck ties their shoes anymore..?' or some other 'I want to be alienated but somehow also be so-with-it, hippie, hipster, American, being anti-bourgeois but amazingly bourgeois in the process' fucking look which was all I needed to swallow my nerves and hop up.

"And then I watched his look of manufactured disgust turn to confusion and fear as I swept in like a stiff breeze on a Pacific coast cliff and snagged him up around his right shoulder and neck and turned him so his back was facing the eastern wall of the hallway, which was the side with the tinted windows facing the courtyard, and gave out a small little roar or yell or 'umph!' or something as I pushed him towards the window and as soon as I got some good footing, I launch this 'look at me, I have vinyls' fuck through the .5 inches of single paned window wall and send him crashing onto the grass courtyard on the other side. The glass was insanely loud and I knew I had to get out of there fast but first I made sure he wasn't cut anywhere that was real bad and could potentially kill him but thankfully he was all right minus the whole 'just got transported through glass' shock of it all.

"I was worried that the remaining shards on the lower half of the window would get him but what probably saved him was that he had jeans on, like every other one of the goons that dresses like this moron did, even though it was like fucking 102 that day in AZ.

"When I lived there a lot of people used to complain that that hallway was always too hot and cold and I knew it was because that glass was real thin, which is why I picked that particular place. And I'm sure if that fool could ever think of anything outside of his greasy head he would be thankful it wasn't double-paned.

"I couldn't have asked for anything better than that because I did it and got out of there and made it to my lawyer's bar just in time to sign my DNR."