Michelle meets a Crackhead
So, I decided to pick up Subway for dinner. There’s a Subway near Lowe’s in Hampton. Fairly decent shopping center, but Hampton can sometimes be iffy on the people there. But I figured, what the heck, it was on the way home.
I went inside and the place was empty. I placed my order, and as they were making my sandwich, I heard a guy come in. He was muttering to himself and I saw the Subway sandwich-makers glance at each other like, “Oh, no.”
Either the guy was drunk or a crack head. In any case, he kept mumbling over and over to himself things like, “Yeah. You good lookin’. I like that. Yeah.”
And I’m thinking, okay, if I clench my car keys I can go for the jugular if he decides to attack. 
I’m now realizing why shopping in Hampton alone isn’t necessarily a good idea. But I figure, I’ll ignore him and he’ll go away.
Except then he plants himself next to the drink machine. I’m filling my cup with Dr. Pepper, my car keys firmly in the other hand. He says, “Yeah, I used to be in the NFL. I played for Washington. I was real good. Real good. ‘Course, I’m not in Washington anymore. Heh, heh, heh.” 
The guy is about five-feet eight, 150-pounds. No way had this bozo ever seen the inside of a football stadium while wearing a jersey. Definitely strung out on drugs or alcohol or something. 
I didn’t make eye contact, let him keep talking while I left. And inwardly I’m thinking, man, am I glad he was the harmless sort. ‘Cuz if he wasn’t, I was going to have to bust out a Lara Croft.
But then again, I’ve never had any kind of karate training. What would I do? Whack him senseless with a napkin dispenser? An interesting puzzle.
Michelle posted in Writing @ 5:29 pm | Viewed 1279 times
kacey Says:
ah, violence with a napkin dispenser.:fryingpan: I’m not sure that’s what they teach in self defense classes..:mrgreen:
Perhaps you’ll avoid going there alone again…she said helpfully
Michelle Says:
Yes, that’s the plan. Like my new smilies?
I realized now that every time I tried to edit the vars file, it was adding an extra space at the end. No, I DIDN’T PUT IT THERE!! Irritating.
Mary Says:
:coffee2: Hi, Michelle, I hope you get all your wishes.
Michelle Says:
Thanks, Mary! Me, too. Especially the jelly bean one.
Suzanne Says:
I had a heroine take out a guy with a drink mixer once! A napkin dispenser could work! :batman:
Margery Says:
There are a lot of weirdos out there. Maybe he was the water boy??
Vicki Says:
Or maybe he was the towel boy.
Larissa Says:
Hey, napkin dispensers work for me!
Not to be a total downer, but seriously, in real-life danger situations, you use anything you can. I was attacked in a dark parking lot once, stabbed in the knee. I used a combination of keys, car alarm, and kicks to the groin to get away.
Heck, a straw can be a weapon if you use it right. Use anything, girl! Glad you didn’t need to use anything though! :coffee2:
Jill Shalvis Says:
Ohmigod, Larissa, you were stabbed?
Michelle i’m so glad you weren’t hurt!
Michelle Says:
Larissa–wow. So glad you got the guy!
But scary. I would hope that most women would keep their heads and be ready to defend themselves if need be.