Brisbane December '97, the Seoul Supermarket in Wickham St Fortitude Valley, as one enters the Korean guy behind the counter has a double take and says "no no noooo," one had been going there for some years to purchase Royal Jelly which is made by bees and is taken for aches and pains.

One sees the item a bottle of thirty capsules in an open pack the Korean is still going "no no nooo," I say "yes yes yes" .. this shop had changed hands in the five months or so since I had been there, a sign in Korean gave the two pricing options one for the pack of 12 x 30 caps the other for a single pack of 30 caps @ $8.40 or so.

One tends $10 to the Korean who gets up from behind the counter charges into one with a shoulder bump, has a look at where the caps came from and screams out that one can only purchase a 12 x 30 pack not 1 x 30. One directs his attention to the opened twelve pack with at least one 30 pack missing already, tells the prick to be careful who he bumps into and tells him that I want 1 x 30 as per the sign.

With that he charges me again full hip and shoulder this time on his way to get back behind the counter.

I had suffered two physical assaults from this Korean Shopkeeper a stern response was required, I placed a straight arm bar across his throat and rushed him toward and locked his head against a wall. He was a big guy for an Asian a lot bigger and younger than me which made it imperative that I gain and exploit the upper hand.

Closing upon his neck with my teeth I allow both sets upper and lower to scrape along and come together with a clacking noise, about where his carotid artery is located some millimeters below the skin. He goes off his head, he shrieks in the Korean language to another guy behind the counter who throws him a set of keys, and he bounds to the door and locks it with me on the inside.

He is still screaming and the other guy takes off in the direction of a back room, expecting his imminent return with a chopping cutting implement..

I tossed the capsules onto the counter put the $10 away then after first making sure that no passers by were in danger, I kicked the upper portion of the glass door which he had locked. The glass shattered into about a million pieces but stayed in place, again checking that no civilians would be injured I kicked it once more the glass popped out and fell to the pavement.

I stepped over the middle partition into the street and was immediately arrested by a concerned citizen whose father I had worked with on the docks, who had once been a guest in my home. Thus under citizens arrest we made our way to the police post in the Valley, the shopman the third member of our party bringing up the rear.

I told the police what had occurred glossing over a little re my teeth to his neck, the copper tells me to cool my heels in a vacant office with a telephone, he returns about a half hour later and tells me to hop it that they were busy and I was "free as a bird," the shopkeeper had illegally imprisoned me and had assaulted me.