Stickman Readers' Submissions January 24th, 2006

Bangkok Connections

I have read many readers' submissions on Stick's site and thought it was time to add my story, I hope you find it interesting.

I have lived in Bangkok for two years, the reason why I moved out here is another story. I work in a very popular bar outside of the go-go bar areas, and have met some great people, expats and locals. One Thai guy in particular and I have had many games of pool and a few drinks together, and I have gotten to know him quite well. I know he is a well connected person because he has introduced me to many hi-so Thais, Police and Army personnel. He has said to me in the past “If you have any problems, come and see me as I can sort them out for you.” I am sure many of you have heard this before, anyway, I never thought too much of it.

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I was out with the lads one night when we decided to go to one of the hotel bars for a drink, and that is just what we did, at 3 AM we were bladdered and I needed to go home. When I did get home my girlfriend was sitting up on the bed looking pretty alarmed about something and then I noticed a letter sitting on my computer.

It went something like this.

Whoever owns this car, You have not lived here long so I do not blame you, but if you ever

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park your car in my space again, I will smash the windows and drag it onto the street and set fire to it. Maybe you will be inside too. As I could not park my car tonight I had to pay 50 baht to park it over the road.

You owe me 50 baht.

Anyway, it was my girlfriend who had parked the car there and she was really scared. I was not too happy with this farang bloke and I was going to punch the crap out of him, problem is I did not know what apartment he lived in. So we decided to sleep on it and sort it out in the morning. When I woke up, my girlfriend said she had spoken to the maid who services the apartments and had found out who it was and where he lived. The maid also told her some other things about him. Apparently he was a real mouthy bastard and was always shouting at the staff in the building and even his wife seemed to be scared of him. He would shout at the maid if there was anything he felt was wrong in his apartment, the maid is an old woman you cannot go around doing this in Thailand. My girlfriend said she was going to the Police about him as she thought he was completely out of order for doing what he did. I still wanted to sort it out myself and go and punch him about a bit, but my girlfriend said if I did do that then I would get into an awful lot of trouble with the police, which is something I really did not want to happen. So I thought instead that I would ask my Thai friend if he knew a copper who could go and see the farang guy in my building.

The next day I saw my Thai friend and told him the story then I asked him what he thought I should do. He happens to think very highly of my girlfriend and thought that this farang bloke was a complete axxhole and was out of order to do this to a Thai when he was a guest in her country. He took the letter off me and said “leave it to me, you do not have to worry about this anymore, I will sort it out” so I thought great, he will send a police friend around to have a word with him. I went home a happy man thinking this guy will feel a prick.

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Three days later a Thai guy came up to me at work. Now this guy was not your average Thai, he was huge, at least 195 cm tall, very well dressed and had about 5 or 6 mean looking Thai guys following him around. I later found out that these guys were his bodyguards. Anyway, he said to me “the problem with that farang bloke is sorted” then put his hand up into a gun shape, and said “you will not have anymore problems with him”. Now as you could imagine, I felt pretty bad as all I had wanted was for them to have a word with him.

A few weeks had gone past and I still had not seen anything of the farang bloke and I started to get worried in case something was going to come back to me. My girlfriend and I really thought this bloke was dead and said we would not mention it again; we were pretty scared about the whole situation. Then I met this big Thai guy again by chance and I asked him about what had he done to the guy because I have not seen him around for a while. He told me that he had four Thai guys follow him one day and then they grabbed him and pulled him down to the ground and put a gun to his head and threatened him. The reason why I had not seen him is because he moved out of the apartment building that very night.

At first I was relieved that the guy was still alive, then because I thought he was a complete axxhole I thought it to be a little funny. Another thing I felt was that if I were to piss the wrong person off, it could quite easily happen to me, perhaps even worse.

Stickman's thoughts:

Good job. I truly despise people who make threats and who try to throw their weight around and control others to get their own way. Frankly, I'm disappointed the Thai guys didn't beat the crap out of him.

But you're so right when you say that that could have been any of us…..and that is one of the long term concerns about living in Thailand – most of us don't have really good connections.

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