Passive???? From you? That's funny sh** right there.
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I’m an absolute master of passive-aggression. I’ll drive my neighbors completely bonkers if they piss me off.
I spent a good number of years living among stereotypical Condo-Commandos in S.Florida. Retired NYers, Jerseyites, etc. Pissed off boomers who spent their lives shuffling head-down around big cities afraid of their own shadows. Then they move to FL and take out all their societal spite on any perceived soft targets because now they live in an environment they think they can control and manipulate. I was often the token young cocky buck with the long hair and a different chick coming through every month or two, out surfing, skydiving, partying, having dinner gatherings, out doing PT every day, etc. They resented me with an irrational passion. They tried to bully me MANY times. I have hardly seen such displayed hatred toward me any other time in my life to this day. I think 3-Demential and 4 or 5 moves ahead when some geezer thinks they can push me around. I’ll keep them up at night and send them to the rubberroom. I will live in their head rent free for months. Fact.
I spent a good number of years living among stereotypical Condo-Commandos in S.Florida. Retired NYers, Jerseyites, etc. Pissed off boomers who spent their lives shuffling head-down around big cities afraid of their own shadows. Then they move to FL and take out all their societal spite on any perceived soft targets because now they live in an environment they think they can control and manipulate. I was often the token young cocky buck with the long hair and a different chick coming through every month or two, out surfing, skydiving, partying, having dinner gatherings, out doing PT every day, etc. They resented me with an irrational passion. They tried to bully me MANY times. I have hardly seen such displayed hatred toward me any other time in my life to this day. I think 3-Demential and 4 or 5 moves ahead when some geezer thinks they can push me around. I’ll keep them up at night and send them to the rubberroom. I will live in their head rent free for months. Fact.
In fact now that I think about it, I’m also a friggin’ counter-passive/aggression expert. 
So you've had a bit of practice.
It's sad that your former neighbors wanted everyone to fit into their chosen lifestyle and were not very tolerant of yours.
It's sad that your former neighbors wanted everyone to fit into their chosen lifestyle and were not very tolerant of yours.
One guy I remember in particular was a retired Air Force E-9 (supposedly). HOA president. He wasn’t any kind of AF hitter like CCT or Pararescue, I don’t think he was aircrew either, so he didn’t do cool stuff. He was probably Maintenance, MP, or Supply, so just a run-of-the-mill lifer.
He f—kin’ H A T E D me.
I’d gotten out-out of the military a few months prior when I finally left the reserves and the hair was coming along nicely. Super fit, tatted out, I looked like a red-headed grunge god. This dude tried to ride me at every opportunity. He would patrol our little condo community at night with NVG’s and a .38 snub… Seriously, he’d do that. The dude wasn’t right.
This place was right on the intracoastal in Palm Beach County. Total hook-up pad. I was slaying hotties constantly and it drove him batty. He lived right underneath me so he heard everything, because he made sure to hear everything.
He was always trying to poke at me for all kinds of stupid sh-t like I wasn’t centered enough in my designated parking spot but I knew it was just jealousy. He also new I was a SOF guy in the military so I suspected there was jealousy there as well. He was a real prick.
I went out at one point and bought a porno DVD and whenever I went out at night, which was a lot, I’d run it through the stereo on repeat just loud enough so I knew he could hear it but not loud enough so he’d suspect it was recorded. Mind you I had 18” Cerwin Vega speakers and I’ve always been an audiophile. It sounded legit, like me and some chick were going at it up there like it was our wedding night for 4-5 hours. Then I’d come prancing home at 3-4am, alone or not, and I knew he was watching me in some way or another. I could almost hear the gears grinding in his head.
I would also intentionally put my wash in the coin laundry room 5 min before cut-off time, and it was his job as president to lock it up every night after the last person was done. So I’d keep his crotchety ass up until 11 or 12 on a MON or TUE night.
I also gave an open invite to all my chick friends to come over whenever they wanted to to sunbathe on the little beach out back… and they would, typically in tiny butt-floss bikinis. Again, drove him insane and I knew it. He’d go out there all ready to lay down the law and they just say “We’re with (name redacted).” We were allowed to have guests, nothing he could do about it. I could go on and on.
Those were the days.
He f—kin’ H A T E D me.
I’d gotten out-out of the military a few months prior when I finally left the reserves and the hair was coming along nicely. Super fit, tatted out, I looked like a red-headed grunge god. This dude tried to ride me at every opportunity. He would patrol our little condo community at night with NVG’s and a .38 snub… Seriously, he’d do that. The dude wasn’t right.
This place was right on the intracoastal in Palm Beach County. Total hook-up pad. I was slaying hotties constantly and it drove him batty. He lived right underneath me so he heard everything, because he made sure to hear everything.
He was always trying to poke at me for all kinds of stupid sh-t like I wasn’t centered enough in my designated parking spot but I knew it was just jealousy. He also new I was a SOF guy in the military so I suspected there was jealousy there as well. He was a real prick.
I went out at one point and bought a porno DVD and whenever I went out at night, which was a lot, I’d run it through the stereo on repeat just loud enough so I knew he could hear it but not loud enough so he’d suspect it was recorded. Mind you I had 18” Cerwin Vega speakers and I’ve always been an audiophile. It sounded legit, like me and some chick were going at it up there like it was our wedding night for 4-5 hours. Then I’d come prancing home at 3-4am, alone or not, and I knew he was watching me in some way or another. I could almost hear the gears grinding in his head.
I would also intentionally put my wash in the coin laundry room 5 min before cut-off time, and it was his job as president to lock it up every night after the last person was done. So I’d keep his crotchety ass up until 11 or 12 on a MON or TUE night.
I also gave an open invite to all my chick friends to come over whenever they wanted to to sunbathe on the little beach out back… and they would, typically in tiny butt-floss bikinis. Again, drove him insane and I knew it. He’d go out there all ready to lay down the law and they just say “We’re with (name redacted).” We were allowed to have guests, nothing he could do about it. I could go on and on.
Those were the days.
I’ve had neighbors that try to be like that. I never needed that much effort though. I just give them my scowl look and they just tend to avoid me. Works at gas stations too when people try to approach me. I’m not very big, 5-11 and around 160lbs. I think it’s the eyes. One look and they just turn around. LoL.
It comes to a point where screwing with people who truly deserve it is just entertaining and fun. This old Air Force codger was a real puppy-kicker. He LIVED to crap on people, as soon as he woke up in the morning. He would rip up little old lady’s flower beds because they didn’t comply with his interpretation of the association bylaws. We’re talking little patches of maybe a dozen tiny petunias. I was told it was suspected he had early stage dementia. I wouldn’t wish that on anybody, except someone as miserably reprehensible as him. I’m glad deep down he was suffering.
Evil flourishes because people are too complacent to stand up to it.
Evil flourishes because people are too complacent to stand up to it.
That’s true to a point. I don’t have the concentration. I’d get bored and do something else.
I can multitask, and I’m EXTREMELY patient. I don’t really deal with this much these days. Now I’m the middle age geezer who makes sure he’s not one of the intolerant a-holes that he had to deal with all those years. I’ve learned from the bad examples as well as the good. I still just refuse to sit idle when the time calls for some kind of righteous action.
There’s a good quote from the action flick “Act of Valor” from a few years ago…
“You’re truly old when other men don’t see you as dangerous anymore.”
There’s a good quote from the action flick “Act of Valor” from a few years ago…
“You’re truly old when other men don’t see you as dangerous anymore.”
That probably fits me. LoL. I don’t think on first glance I ever inspired fear though. I developed my scowl after an incident in college, three guys decided I needed to be mugged. Lapse of concentration made me a victim. Since then, I developed a keen sense to keep people at a distance. LoL.
Too old to take a beating, bang!
Agree, that’s why I have a license to carry. Not happening again.
So we’ve gone from passive aggressive shenanigans to blowing people away. Interesting.
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I wouldn’t exactly read that into at least my comment. I simply carry. I doubt anyone has ever realized I do.
One thing I observed in a couple of my previous lines of work is…
Many people are armed, that doesn’t make them formidable.
If you’re not training REGULARLY with passion, you might as well not even be armed.
You can interpret that as you will. As per site dictates I can discuss this no further.
Anyhoo… I love screwing with proven A-holes’ heads.
Many people are armed, that doesn’t make them formidable.
If you’re not training REGULARLY with passion, you might as well not even be armed.
You can interpret that as you will. As per site dictates I can discuss this no further.
Anyhoo… I love screwing with proven A-holes’ heads.
The right to self defense/.
See my previous comment.
I can shoot the left eye brow off a gnat
at 100 yards, so I think I’m OK LOL
Static range work is so irrelevant it doesn’t even really count, outside zeroing.
If you want to talk shooting from here on out we’ll do via private message. This thread’s gone off the rails. I’m actually surprised Dave hasn’t stepped in by now.
If you want to talk shooting from here on out we’ll do via private message. This thread’s gone off the rails. I’m actually surprised Dave hasn’t stepped in by now.
Good idea DP
Drop this subject or take it private.
If it continues here, Dave will step in and delete all references to shooting - which should have never come up in the first place.
