so today at work, the other dishwasher, who was ****ed up on a lot of xenax, just starts talking **** to me and what not. I pretty much ignore him, just keep doin my thing. I was working on cleaning the floor, when this dude just starts telling me what to do, **** like "work faster you dumb****, i wanna go home". I tell him not to talk to me like that, he says to **** and then whispers in my ear "**** you ****, i know youve never been in a fight and i will **** your world up" so I am pushed up against the wall, yknow where you just walk into someone and use your whole body to pin them, and tell him he doesnt know what he's getting into. He reaches for my throat , and as the tip of his fingers start to brace it (since we were so close he really couldnt grab it) i shoved him like 3-4 feet to my right, and deck him in the face. honestly one of the more powerful right jabs I've thrown, I made perfect contact right beneath his right eye, and my bone cut his skin a little. Like there was blood, but it wasnt "bleeding blood" you guys know what im talking about, a wound where you can see blood but it isn't exiting the skin.
pretty much immediately coworkers intervened, and even then the dude i was fighting was like "chill the **** out". but then after everybody walks away he tells me to meet him after work. im like "okay dude", I didn't take him that seriously. But then, as I got to my complex, I saw his (vacant) car parked. I had a few people over from work the other day, him included. I'm waiting for maintenance to change out my lock, currently my apartment is always unlocked. Obviously it's not if I'm home, so I sleep safely y'know, point is he knows if he beats me to my apartment there's nothing stopping him from waltzing right in. but anyways I get a buddy of mine I saw chilling over at the common area to come check out my apartment with me. I know the dude I fought is a pretty big drug dealer, so getting police involved would pretty much **** this dude's life up completely. I didn't wanna do that, we check my apartment, do a thorough search of all the rooms and all that ****, it's straight.
I then go over to my phone (I had left it charging on the laptop) and find a text message "Call me after work **** ass **** I'm gonna **** your **** you don't know who and what you just ****ed with (;" What bothered me the most is that he put (; instead of

, lmao. Anyways, I told him I didn't wanna let this **** get us down, I offered him a free punch since I did get a good, connected hit in, followed by an offer to smoke him out and pointed out that we have to work like 10 feet from each other for 7 hours tomorrow, I got a "No **** you ****. I'll see you at work tmrw mother ****er".
So yeah dude, that's that. Don't really know what to do. I can easily take him, he doesn't even work out and when we have to run plates he struggles to carry like a stack of 30 ceramic plates when I usually carry 50 no problem and the only reason I don't carry more is that anymore than that and the stack starts to build above my eyes, inhibiting my vision.
But yeah, I'm supposed to come into work early at 2 tomorrow to talk to MGMT about what happened. I don't think I'll get fired (not to toot my own horn but when I got that job cooking at buffalos, I got a pay raise at Outback to ensure that Outback stayed the restaurant that Buffalo scheduled around, not the other way around. My boss tells me I'm one of the fastest dishwashers she's ever had. She gave me another raise recently to make up for the fact I was still doing dish (most dishwashers that have worked dish as long as I have get moved completely to coldside. I'm split half and half because they really do not want me to stop dishwashing).But I don't know what to expect. If I'm not allowed to work at the same time as him anymore, my hours will basically be cut to a 3rd (he works on 4/6 days a week that I work..) which will lead me to being broke as **** basically, and probably even having to sell personal belongings just to pay bills. I'm not sure what to do.