This will get buried but finally something that I can actually contribute to. This is a long story so stick with it.
This happened around the time that GTA 5 was released. I had just gotten out of the military and moved to Sacramento, CA for school. Had some money saved up so I was able to rent a house in the downtown area. I'll toss this piece of information in now because it matters, the back of the house was on the edge of the alley.
A part of my family once ran some kind of Apple refurbishing company. I don't really know the details but they ended up going out of business. They dropped off boxes of stuff. I literally had about 400 ipod nanos, 400 cases of new headphones and charges, and a few macbooks. Everything work and was in good condition. Ended up tossing them on craigslist offering people a deal if they bought more than one. Went through hundreds of interesting craigslist deals but only one of them really stood out.
This guy sent me a text saying that he wanted to come by and pick 4 of them up for his kids. Now I never gave my address away but always gave them the churches address that was across the street. Met up with this guy and all went well. He even mentioned that he'd text me at the end of the week so that he could come by and pick up some more.
About a week goes by and i'm knee deep in some GTA 5. It was around 5PM and I hear this incredibly obnoxious honking and yelling in my alley. I look out the window to see this guy out there trying to get my attention. No clue how he found out where I lived but he did. Was in a hurry after the first deal with this guy to get back to some Trevor action and he probably saw me walk up to my house. Usually went around to the alley and went through the back.
Anyways I was confused and angry at the same time so I tossed on some shoes and went out there to see what was up. The dude was tweaking hard and was just trying to get my attention so that I could come out and sell the ipods. I told him to fuck off and to not come back here. Dude got all angry and took off.
Another week goes by and I get a text from the guy asking if he could by two more ipods. I told him no. Twenty minutes later I get a knock on my front door. It was some random lady asking if I was the guy selling ipods. Obviously was this guys girlfriend or wife. Told her that they needed to leave and not come back here and that I had no more ipods to sell. She threw a rage fit while kicking my small little BBQ to the ground. She left.
A few days later I get another knock on my door and this time it was some 15 year old kid. Told him to go away. A few minutes after he leaves I look out my window to see the father at full sprint towards my front door. The dude was pounding furiously at it. Tried calling the cops but they basically said that it would be a few minutes. Right when I hung up that BBQ went through my front window while the guy was yelling "SELL ME SOME FUCKING IPODS YOU PIECE OF SHIT!"
Right then I went from being a nice guy who was trying to defuse the situation to straight combat rage. Went to my safe and grabbed the shotgun. Went out the side door and walked right up on the guy. He took off running. The cops finally showed up and I told them my side of the story.
Didn't see or hear from the guy for months. Finally one morning around 8AM I hear coughing in my front yard. Now in my front yard there was a wall right near the sidewalk. Drunks like to stop there to take a piss. I looked out the window to see that guy drinking a bottle of Popov. He finishes it and throws it at my front door. I stormed out side and chased him down the street.
A few days go by and I walk down the street to the Co-op to get some food to make dinner. I turn that corner only to see the guy rolling a puddle (turning the meth pipe) on the other side of the wall. I ended up dropping the groceries and tackling the dude to the ground. He was so fucked up that he had no clue what was going on. Was able to hold him on the ground until the cops show up.
It just happened to be the same cop that showed up the first time to take the report. As she was bending down to put cuffs on him the dude kicked her right in the face. The partner jumped on him and got the guy in cuffs. They ended up taking him away.
A few days later I hear someone knocking on the front door. I yelled "Fuck" pretty damn loud thinking it was that family again. It was the cop that got kicked in the face. She wanted to update me on the situation. Apparently the guy had many warrants. Among the warrants on his phone there was tons of pictures of my house, me walking home, me at the bar and selfies of him sitting on the side of my house. Ended up talking with her for a few minutes about how it all started. She left telling me to be careful and to have a good day. Never saw him or any of the family members again.