Monday, June 26, 2006

Bettcha You Can't Catch Me. Wrong


Early this morning shortly before 1:00 AM a customer came into the bar and walked over to a location across the bar from where I was standing behind the bar. He engaged me in conversation, introduced himself as a future idiot, and asked me if I remembered him as he used to come into my bar many years before when it was in a different location. I said that I did not remember him but we began talking about a mutual friend that used to work for me. He then asked if I had a Fat Tire beer, I served him one and he proceeded to sit down with two other people that entered the bar at about the same time as he did. I thought that they knew each other because they entered the bar at the same time. As it turned out, they were not acquainted. He began talking to them about the beer and stating that the first time he ever tried a Fat Tire was in my old location. I then excused myself and went into the back of the bar leaving my wife behind the bar.
Moments later, my wife came running into the back of the bar and told me that he had just taken the tip jar off of the bar and ran out of the door. The time was about 1:06 AM. There were a couple of customers sitting on the patio and witnessed him leaving with the jar in his hand. He reportedly laughed at them and stated “ Try and catch me.” and ran off the premises. They immediately began to pursue him across the street into the parking lot of of a neighboring business where he grabbed some of the cash out of the jar and then dropped the jar in the parking lot. One of my customers stopped to begin picking up the cash as the suspect ran across the side street and into a gas station parking lot. The customer that was still pursuing the individual happened to be an off duty police officer. At this time, a local city police cruiser happened to pull up at the intersection, one the three customers that had begun chasing the suspect stopped the police officer and explained to him what had just happened. At this point in time, I caught up to the customer who had just talked to the police and the officer also began to take part in the search. He circled in back of the gas station and then he and the off duty officer entered the Bank of America parking lot down the street. The off duty officer was on foot and the city officer was in his patrol car.
The bar customer, unfortunately, I can not remember his name, and I continued to walk down the main street toward the bank parking lot when the suspect reappeared from in back of the gas station and proceeded to walk casually across the street. We asked him to stop and he replied “I didn’t do anything, it wasn’t me that did it”. Can we say stupid? We called out for the police officers. He then began to run across the street in front of us and into the parking lot of a food store and we started chasing him. The customer that I was with, being in much better physical shape than I, caught up with the suspect, tackled him and took him to the ground in the food store parking lot. Moments later, the off duty officer arrived and aided the customer in securing the suspect on the ground until the police cruiser arrived, at which point the suspect was handcuffed and taken into custody. Just a note for future robbers, don't come into my bar and introduce yourself to me and name mutual friends and then while you are leaving, taunt a police officer and very well physically defined individuals to try and catch you. My bar has a large number of police officers that frequent may bar on their off duty hours, this is not a good place to commit crimes. This rather stupid individual got to spend the rest of the evening in jail facing criminal charges. What a dumbshit. Get a job and make your own tips, Jackass.