One time I had to file a complaint with the police because a ploppy at my table physically threatened me. I didn't want to have to shoot the s.o.b. although he desperately deserved it. Then there was the time in my formative years, when I was backcounting a mickey mouse counter's table and had to suffer a battery of verbal assaults/threats. I backed down only because I didn't want to draw attention to myself with the pit. Aaarrrgghh!
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