Glad I Didn't Go Dancing

I went up to the Video Place, where Jay works, to go tanning yesterday and was shocked by what I saw when I got there. "Jesus Jay, what happened to you?" I asked. Jay's left eye was almost swollen all the way shut and was all black and purple. "You get elbowed while dancing?" I asked. For a split second, I thought that maybe Jay had gotten into a fight, but Jay is not that kind of person, so I thought it sensible that maybe he somehow got nailed while dancing. His dad, who was up at the store at that time, yelled out: "He got the shit beat out of him!"
So here's the story. Well to start out, I want to make a point of saying that when you see Jay in his car, it probably would seem that he has money. He has a 2000 Cougar that he recently added $3000 worth of stuff onto, which makes it look "pimped out." (God I hate that phrase.) So Jay, with his two little gf's, went off to Des Moines the other night to the dance club. They had just gotten into the parking lot when this car pulled right up to his car door, preventing Jay from being able to move. Jay rolled down his window and told them to move, to which he received a polite, "Fuck No!" Four guys of color stepped out of the car and one guy proceeded to start punching Jay. Jay could do nothing but take it for his car door wouldn't open and his seat belt was locked in place. Luckily for him though, there were cops right across the street so they were able to come over and stop things before they got really bad. And now, three of the guys are in jail. So, in conclusion, I'm pretty happy that I ended up not going to the club. Heh. I mean, I don't know what I would have done, or not done, if I had been there in the car. I have this fault where when something bad is going to happen or something bad is happening, I tend to just sit back and watch in shocked awe. I want to to think that if I had been there I would have tried to help by at least attempting to block some of the punches. But in all reality, I would have pissed myself.