Doing a job like that, and speaking English it is a wonder you got home in one piece.
Back in the seventies my wife worked at a US subsidiary in Toronto and the plant workers went on strike. The strike got bitter as it went on with angry strikers on the picket line. The negotiations went on at a local hotel and one night someone decided to set fire to the presidents car and it burnt to a shell in the parking lot in the middle of the night.
The dumb assed arsonist picked the wrong car and destroyed an innocent hotel guests car.
Moral is don't mess with dumb hoser. Eh?