Big Piss in LIttle Koreatown Pt 2

hey steemians !!

I apologize for taking so long for part 2 of my earlier post as I have a ADHD type of personality where i start a bunch of projects and circle back when i feel like it...but i always finish what i started so here we go. below is the link for the earlier post.

https://steemit.com/life/@tt-dogg/big-piss-in-little-k-town-in-georgia

So luckily i didnt have to get in a brawl with the local korean thugs but instead.. because of my friend sang hun from tennessee Dong hyung accepted me and basically took me under his wings...pimple face hyung despised me but he said he had room at his apartment and my buddy sang huns aunt said i needed to move the fuck out...

so i moved into a 2 bedroom 1 bath apartment for $250.00 a month..
it was affordable but man it fucking stinked, crowded, never had food and fuckers were always stealing my beer and food...it was pretty annoying...i had pimple face hyung who was the instigator and shit talker... all talk no action...but we have an order to follow ...as we were all korean and hes older than me and you have to listen to what the hyungs want and definitely you cant beat up a hyung unless you got approval from all the other older hyungs...which is quite rare...

as usual i stuck out like a sore thumb thats a theme you will always read about in my stories as im a misfit and outsider...
i worked long hours doing construction so i have to get up early at 5am usually dont have time for breakfast just get up .hit the road and be at the jobsite at 7am...i usually work 10 to 12 hours.... then head back home to a bunch of fucking characters drinking my beer which annoys the fuck out of me and eating my food...

on weekends i like to listen to music on my headphones and drink beer by myself so i can turn my brain off and relax...this was alien to my roommates and definitely my hyungs ...they thought i was some introvert loner....

they would constantly ask why i didnt want to hang out and drink with them?...well why would i as my fucking beer and food i was expecting when im tired from work is gone how the fuck am i in a mood to fucking bullshit with them?

anyways so dong hyung comes by...he has his own apartment by himself with his girlfriend and he owns a beauty supply warehouse on buford highway and makes pretty good money...about 3k a month which was really good at the time...he asks if i wanted to hang with them at the korean nightclub for free drinks and said that there were alot of hot chicks...hey who can say no to that?

so to keep in mind that i really dont have that much exposure to korean culture even though im korean i didnt have that many korean friends so i wasnt sure of all the things,places, rules and all that shit..

so basically the nightclub is a regular asian nightclub but at the other side of the club is a hostess bar...aka room salon...
this was the reason for the high ratio of women to men...when the hostess bar side was slow the girls that worked there would head to the regular side of the nightclub to draw in prospective customers...

so im not sure how it is now but back then these places didnt have bouncers...they had guys in regular clothes who were the muscle...keep the calm in the nightclub and also protect the hostess girls from drunk horny bastards at the room salon...
dong hyung was the boss and we were his muscle..we got free drinks and food all night for our services while all the pretty hostess girls looked at us as there protectors..our drinking and food tabs were about 2k a night...back in the 90's for 5 guys thats alot of money

i would have to say it was pretty fun...i could drink, flirt with the ladies and also fight with hardly any consequences...
but dong hyung would tell us when we could lay a hand on someone and his rules was simple...if any guy even hurt one of the hostess girls then well we would go and bash the punks head on the concrete dance floor. and throw his ass out .....and on the nightclub side pimple face hyung would always try to resolve it first by talking but if they lay a hand on pimple face it was also game on...

dong hyung rarely gets into altercations it was up to us to handle the situation...and there was an order ...his main enforcer was min shik ..he had a birth mark on half his face...his father had a famous taekwondo school and he was trained by his father as early as 4 yrs old...he was a mean ruthless mother fucker...during my time there he had put multiple guys in the hospital...he would do a flying spinning back kick and ribs would be broken it was pretty scary at least 3 or 4 ribs would be shattered..

after him was jin hyung he had mexican gang tattoos all over his body and spoke fluent spanish..he grew up in east Los Angeles and gang banged with Latino crips ....he was the joker of all the hyungs but he was also the scariest...1 minute hes joking with you and smiling and next thing he hits you over the head with a beer bottle ..he was dating one of the older hostess girls and one of her clients was getting really pushy and demanding and physical with her and i go by and jin hyung was talking and taking whiskey shots. with the guy and everything seemed fine then all of the sudden a crown royal bottle gets grabbed and that guy was holding one of his eyeballs in his hand with blood everywhere screaming ....funny thing is jin hyung and i ended up being close friends and we went back to cali together later on in life...but thats another story....

georgia was fun...i could party and drink for free....alot of pretty ladies...but it was a dead end....it was fun while it lasted and i was young in my early twenties....but something was missing....as usual no matter where i go no matter what race or culture this was not an environment for me....being poor, young and being a man with no family or father figure and no education this lifestyle and similar characters .. keeps following me...but i knew this wasnt what i was meant for...all these old friends are actually good ppl...but they are hard people like me as we are who we are because of the environment we live and thrive in...ppl die everyday on the mean streets no matter what hood your in... no matter what color of your skin...

i dont miss those times in my life...but i do sometimes miss my friends that i have lost in touch with ...i hope they are well...i hope they are exactly same as what i imagine and can remember ...we had good times..we had sad times...but i hope they grew up like i did and walked away from that lifestyle ...as for me i got tired of being hungry...got tired of being without money...tired of not having a place to call home...

i hope they are well and safe...

summer of 1998

ttdogg out!!

Ps. Pics from movie. Beat awesome movie by the way.

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