5.12.2007 creepy

Today I was walking through a swarming crowd thinking deep thoughts about secrets and sorrow. The crowd was presumably what threw off my early warning system, because I nearly missed the fact that two very scary dudes were robbing me.

When I sensed the danger I turned and looked at the person touching my shit and he threw both hands in the air, mumbling an apology before racing away. His friend did not correctly interpret the threat I represent and kinda got in my face, for which he received a sharp jab from my bike handle.

This all happened so fast I had no thoughts whatsoever. The adrenaline and panic didn't catch up with me until later, after I'd locked my bike and was about to check the mail.

Weirdly my instinct was to call someone. Of course that freaked me out more than the incident itself had.

This business of having feelings is very creepy.

Not to mention the fact that scary dudes should know better just by looking at me.

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