A 22-year-old Portland man found that out the hard way. He was on the Hilltop about 4:30 p.m. when he asked a fellow for a smoke.
That man, 27, asked for a dollar. Then he demanded a dollar. Then he threw a punch.
The visitor from the Rose City didn’t take kindly to that and threw some punches back, and, just like that, the fight was on.
A Tacoma Fire Department crew in the area on another call saw what was happening and called 911. The pugilists, they told dispatchers, fell against their firetruck at one point.
By the time the police arrived, the combatants had gone their separate ways.
Officers eventually caught up with them.
They asked the Oregonian what happened and whether the other man, who was listed as a transient, had attacked him with a box cutter. One of the firefighters saw him wielding one.
“He said he never saw a box cutter until it landed on the ground while they struggled and said he wasn’t assaulted with it,” one officer reported. “He said he thought it may have fallen out during the struggle.”
They’re so nice in Portland.
The other fellow was less nice, barely answering the officers’ questions and at one point telling one he’d like to do some things to him that this writer is too squeamish to repeat. He was arrested and taken to jail for investigation of assault.
The Portlander was allowed to go on his way, without his cigarette but with scratched hands, red ears, and, likely, a low opinion of the City of Destiny.
A 37-year-old Tacoma woman seems to have trouble with that concept.
It was about 12:15 a.m. when she hailed a Yellow Cab at a local gambling establishment and asked to be taken to the vicinity of South 38th and Alder streets.
Once there, the driver asked for payment of $22.50. The woman handed over a debit card. Insufficient funds.
The rider offered to pay the cabbie tomorrow for the ride he’d provided today. He declined, and, being a resourceful chap, began driving her to the police station to sort things out.
He came across a TPD officer in a marked cruiser along the way, and the woman was asked to change cars.
As she cooled her heels in his ride, the officer ran the woman’s name through a criminal database and found an arrest warrant. Seems that in January she’d hailed a cab at a local gambling establishment, taken it to a location in Tacoma, and, yes, dear reader, you’ve guessed it, been unable to pay the fare. To make matters worse, she’d skipped her court date.
So off she went to jail. That ride, we assume, was free.
Police were called to a home on South Stevens Street about 2:40 p.m. They were greeted by a 52-year-old woman who, one officer wrote, was “extremely intoxicated.”
She slurred a story about two dogs who were living in the house, two pooches she felt were being mistreated by their owners, two canines she did not wish to see removed from the premises.
The dogs were, however, slated to go back to their owners, and one of her roommates was helping to round them up.
A shoving match ensued.
The 52-year-old woman said she was pushed first. Her roommate and a witness said otherwise. What’s clear is the roommate ended up on the ground.
The lady who had imbibed too much was taken off to jail.
Her roommate was given information on applying for protection orders.
Whither the dogs? Unknown.