Recently “Women of Reddit” were asked what their worst “nice guy” experience was. “ThrowAwayForPancakes” shared this story:
I’m having dinner with my girlfriend at the time, and behind us are a couple on a date. It is not going well. The guy was being rather creepy and making some pretty inappropriate comments; the girl doesn’t look at all comfortable.
The girl finishes her appetizer really quickly; my guess is she wanted to get it over with. Guy proceeds to comment on it and says “Well, least I know you can swallow right?”. Loudly.
Girl turns red and tells him “That isn’t appropriate,” he literally waves his hand in a “shoo” type motion and says “Oh calm down I was going to find out in a few hours anyway.”
I missed her exact reply as she moved to a hushed tone, but it was fairly obvious what was being said. F*ck no, f*ck off, f*ck this. He responded with “Sweetheart I picked you up, I know where you live.” She lost the color in her face and said nothing.
I’m not one of those “get involved” types of people, and there is no way I’m sitting here watching this go down. I get up. I don’t know what I’m going to do, but I’m 23, fighting fit and happy to put that motherf*cker through a wall.
I was halfway out of my chair when a hand came down on my shoulder, and I look up to this mid-50s but super fit guy who says “Easy. I’ve got this one son.” Absolute, total confidence in his voice.
He walks over, grabs a nearby chair, flips it around and sits down with the couple. Then.. he pulls out his police ID and puts it on the table. Now the guy doesn’t have any color on his face.
Cop: “So, I’m quietly celebrating my daughters birthday with my family when I distinctly heard you threaten this young lady, would you care to explain yourself?”
Guy: “I, ah, well, um, you see..”
Cop: “That’s what I thought. Now see, we take a very dim view of that kind of thing, so right now I’m deciding if I want to have some of my buddies come pick you up.”
Guy: “Oh no well that…”
Cop: “But that would disrupt everyone’s dinner, so how about you hand me your ID, because I wouldn’t want you running off on me, then you see one of the staff here and settle your bill, the full bill now, this young lady shouldn’t go hungry on account of your poor behaviour. Or we can go with the first option; I’ll leave it up to you.”
Guy: “No no! That’s perfectly fine!” *hands over ID gets up and walks very quickly in the direction of the counter*
Cop: *while writing down the guys details* “Sorry about that miss, I hope I’m not intruding it just seemed like you could use some help. Oh and don’t worry, if you want to pursue this further I’ll have some of the boys pick him up on his way home, we can definitely take this further.”
Girl: “No, thank you so much, I wanted to run out 30 minutes ago, but he drove me here.”
Cop: *shifts from hard-arse cop to comforting father figure in about half a second* “Well I’m here with my daughter, she’s about your age, perhaps you’d like to finish your meal with us? We can run you home afterward if you’d like unless you’d prefer to call someone else?”
Girl: “Oh that would be really nice. Thank you so much!”
*guy returns, so does the cop*
Guy: “Uh so, I’ve paid the bill, if I could have my ID back.”
Cop: “There you go. Now I have your details right here, so I highly recommend you don’t go near or contact this young lady ever again.”
Guy: “Yes, yes, of course, I’m so sorry!”
The guy pretty much fled the restaurant, the girl went and sat with the cop and his family and by the time we left they were still sitting around talking and laughing about random crap.
It was hands down the best way I have ever seen anybody handle any situation, ever.
That cop is my hero.