This is gunna be long...
Like I always mention when I post, I own a poolroom in Greensboro, NC... Shooters. When interesting things happen here I try to share 'em with y'all. I've posted about Earl playing here, playing road players, cleaning up vomit, and betting mullets. (I also like to taunt crawfish)
This post is about how I almost died in my own pool room, and how, of all things, my personal GCIV saved my life. This is a true story, and I have pictures to prove it.
So we had our monthly bar box tournament yesterday. At least that was the plan. It's a 2-day tourney, $500 added, 7' tables, 9W/7L. It's always fun and we always have 32+ players. Except today, we only had 14 and were holding it until 2:00pm just in case folks were late. As a bar owner, I can't believe I'm about to say that I'm happy we were slow...
It's 1:00pm, and I went to the "office" (read: private employee bathroom) to, ya know, "do paperwork".
While I'm sitting in "my office chair", I hear what sounded like an explosion, and then I see the back wall of the "office" moving towards me. All of that happened in about 10 milliseconds. Then everything is quiet.
I quickly tidy things up, and am forced to literally kick the "office" door open. To my surprise, some lady gave me a new drive through window.
Actually, she drove through my window, but I'm not going to argue semantics.
In doing so, she flipped my GCIV over on its side, pushed another 9' table about 6' away from its last known position, and her front bumper was resting nicely against the bathroom wall.
Without seeing the scene for yourselves, y'all may never be able to fully appreciate what happened, but listen when I tell you this... If the GCIV had not been there (ie, open space), this lady would have driven right through the back wall of the bathroom and killed me while I'm sitting on the toilet. You'd be hearing some horrible third-hand version of this story from someone that can't spell, except it would end with how Eric was in a car accident while sitting in the bathroom; found with his pants around his ankles.
I could have died, and the GCIV saved my life. I seriously hope someone from Brunswick is reading this. Thanks!
To sum up the rest of the day, the Fire Marshall shut me down until I get the gaping hole in the front of my building fixed (which was done by 7:00pm yesterday). Nobody was hurt. And the lady didn't even get a ticket.
What follow are the pictures I took. Enjoy.
This is where I was:
When this happened. That door you see, is the door to the bathroom. Holy crap! (bad pun):
I'll give anyone in the world 10-1 playing one pocket. They can even have the breaks. I just get to pick the pocket:
When you set out to do something, make sure you do it right:
See that AMF table... that's not where it's supposed to be. Oh yeah, that's the *same* AMF that Earl & BJ Ussery played on in '07. It's got a "little" roll in it now:
She drove through an 8' double-pane glass window. Slightly to the left or the right and she would have hit brick. Excellent driver:
This is another good shot:
Hey, read the signs:
Here's one of the underside of what used to be my best pool table:
Apparently AZB limits you to 10 images per post. So that's all you get. But I'm done anyways.
Like I always mention when I post, I own a poolroom in Greensboro, NC... Shooters. When interesting things happen here I try to share 'em with y'all. I've posted about Earl playing here, playing road players, cleaning up vomit, and betting mullets. (I also like to taunt crawfish)
This post is about how I almost died in my own pool room, and how, of all things, my personal GCIV saved my life. This is a true story, and I have pictures to prove it.
So we had our monthly bar box tournament yesterday. At least that was the plan. It's a 2-day tourney, $500 added, 7' tables, 9W/7L. It's always fun and we always have 32+ players. Except today, we only had 14 and were holding it until 2:00pm just in case folks were late. As a bar owner, I can't believe I'm about to say that I'm happy we were slow...
It's 1:00pm, and I went to the "office" (read: private employee bathroom) to, ya know, "do paperwork".
While I'm sitting in "my office chair", I hear what sounded like an explosion, and then I see the back wall of the "office" moving towards me. All of that happened in about 10 milliseconds. Then everything is quiet.
I quickly tidy things up, and am forced to literally kick the "office" door open. To my surprise, some lady gave me a new drive through window.
Actually, she drove through my window, but I'm not going to argue semantics.
In doing so, she flipped my GCIV over on its side, pushed another 9' table about 6' away from its last known position, and her front bumper was resting nicely against the bathroom wall.
Without seeing the scene for yourselves, y'all may never be able to fully appreciate what happened, but listen when I tell you this... If the GCIV had not been there (ie, open space), this lady would have driven right through the back wall of the bathroom and killed me while I'm sitting on the toilet. You'd be hearing some horrible third-hand version of this story from someone that can't spell, except it would end with how Eric was in a car accident while sitting in the bathroom; found with his pants around his ankles.
I could have died, and the GCIV saved my life. I seriously hope someone from Brunswick is reading this. Thanks!
To sum up the rest of the day, the Fire Marshall shut me down until I get the gaping hole in the front of my building fixed (which was done by 7:00pm yesterday). Nobody was hurt. And the lady didn't even get a ticket.
What follow are the pictures I took. Enjoy.
This is where I was:
When this happened. That door you see, is the door to the bathroom. Holy crap! (bad pun):
I'll give anyone in the world 10-1 playing one pocket. They can even have the breaks. I just get to pick the pocket:
When you set out to do something, make sure you do it right:
See that AMF table... that's not where it's supposed to be. Oh yeah, that's the *same* AMF that Earl & BJ Ussery played on in '07. It's got a "little" roll in it now:
She drove through an 8' double-pane glass window. Slightly to the left or the right and she would have hit brick. Excellent driver:
This is another good shot:
Hey, read the signs:
Here's one of the underside of what used to be my best pool table:
Apparently AZB limits you to 10 images per post. So that's all you get. But I'm done anyways.
do you know that has a cheap gc iv for sale? condition not important
