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The only reason I am griping about this is here is so if this guy attacks me later I can use it to get the original photos of the guy and perhaps the guys name, if the light rail narcs got it from him.
Thursday, October 29, 2015. At about 8 p.m. I got on the west bound light rail at the Phoenix Library or McDowell Road stop. The train was real late. The previous westbound train came at about 7:30 pm and I just missed it. I suspect the train was supposed to come at either 7:45 pm or 7:50 pm because at that time the trains run either every 15 minutes or every 20 minutes. (There official times are 7:46 pm and 8:06 pm, so I suspect it was the 7:46 train being 15 minute late. On the other hand it could have been the 8:06 pm train.). I don't remember which car I got on, nor did I take photos. But I sat on the east side of the train in the outside seat. A very big young Mexican guy who seemed to be a real *sshol tried to steal my steal from me. He was wearing a white shirt. Not a dress shirt, but I think a polo shirt or something like that. He was twice my size and stool right next to me to intimidate me and I think he told me to move over. I told him he could sit on the inside if he wanted to. He refused to step over me, and take the inside seat, so I got up to let him sit down. Instead of going to the inside seat the *sshole sat in my seat and refused to move. I think I told him he couldn't have my seat, but could have the inside seat. I went down by the buzzer that you ring to get the driver and was debating pushing it, but I hate to deal with cops, so I didn't push it. The guy say me and called me back and said I could sit down. And he actually gave me back the seat he stole back from me. But then the asshole started poking me, slapping me and asking me a lot of questions. He asked me where I was getting off. I wondered, was he going to follow me off of the train and beat me up. I wanted to punch the *sshole in the face and tell him to leave me alone. Instead I was real polite like I always am and said something to the effect that he should quit bothering me and let me ride the train in peace. Since the *sshole continue to bother me I left and went to the other end of the train. There I debated about hitting the button and calling the driver. After I while I called the driver and complained. I suspect they have an audiotape of what I said to the driver. The driver said she would call "security" which I think she meant the Valley Metro Light Rail cops, which I call light rail narcs. Shortly after some of the Valley Metro Light Rail narcs arrived. I don't know if it was because the train driver called them, or if they just happened to be coming along at that time. One of the drivers was a overweight woman and the other was a man. I complained to the man that the big, young Mexican guy was a bully who stole my seat and was slapping and poking me. I think the bully observed me talking to the light rail narcs and started to get off the train. The light rail narcs followed the guy off of the train. First the man and then the woman. The man yelled at the guy to come back or stop. I think we were at the Campbell stop when they got off. But I could be wrong. I didn't bother to get off. I was pissed and wanted to go home. Next I will send a copy of this and make a public records from Valley Metro to get
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