?

Log in

No account? Create an account
fucked. up. - I am the fountain of affection
Links new entry
Filters: my communities / my support filter
Journals: Satan's Laundromat / The Laboratorium / Proleptic / Geegaw / chlo'jo'lo / Wendy Seltzer
Other: Fugees / Puzzles / Google
September 2016
 
 
 
 
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
9
10
11
12
13
14
15
16
17
18
19
20
21
22
23
24
25
26
27
28
29
30
 
clauclauclaudia
clauclauclaudia
Claudia
Tue, Dec. 10th, 2002 01:21 am
fucked. up.

I just walked home. Well, I took a cab to the CVS and walked the three blocks from there--had to pick up a sewing kit to fix these buttons, and I picked up some other stuff too.

This is usually a safe enough walk home, even at this hour. There's all-night stuff and a fire station, and it's all of three blocks. But tonight I'd walked about a block and paused to do a double-take at a storefront (a cafe that had closed since I'd looked at it last) when I heard catcalling. I didn't even register it as having to do with me since it was from a vehicle that was well past me. But I'd only walked half a block--okay, I paused again to check the hours at another store--when I realized they'd doubled back across the (divided) street to whistle. Okay, that's really fucking deliberate. And they were whistling at a shapeless form in a thick quilted coat, with glasses and long hair. Really, no reason but to be threatening.

I looked at the big black pickup and went on my way.

I'd gone one more block and was halfway across the street, on the median, when the truck passed right next to me and the driver called out something unintelligible. I kept walking, but deliberately at an angle to not give away my destination, and yelled, "who the hell are you?" I finished crossing, and saw the truck a block ahead in the left lane, preparing to turn as if to make another u-turn. Jesus Christ.

The moment I was out of their sight, I sprinted down my street to the door, quickly unlocking the door with only one lock so I didn't have to fiddle with getting the deadbolt open if there were someone coming behind me. I paused with the door open so I could just duck through and slam it if need be. My roommates can just cope with the slight chill in the stairwell.

I stood there panting and watching the street behind me, but no truck passed through the intersection. A good two minutes later a couple of cars passed by. Still no truck. I finally went inside and let the door close behind me.

Fucked. Up.

8CommentReplyShare

firni
firni
Some people play tennis, I erode the human soul
Mon, Dec. 9th, 2002 11:25 pm (UTC)

Ugh. Too unnerving. Piggish fuckos.


ReplyThread
kathrynt
kathrynt
Kathryn
Tue, Dec. 10th, 2002 12:08 am (UTC)

YOW! I'm glad you're OK! Fucking assholes.


ReplyThread

browngirl
browngirl
Ayesha
Tue, Dec. 10th, 2002 05:02 am (UTC)

Oh, ergh.

I am glad you are OK, and sensible.

Stupid idiots. I'd wish that they'd drive into a phone pole but that might cut someone off from the phone service.


ReplyThread
rmd
rmd
regis
Tue, Dec. 10th, 2002 05:17 am (UTC)

oh my god!

i'd call them pigs, but that would be an insult to pigs.

however: go you for handling the situation well and keeping your head!


ReplyThread
wcg
wcg
Bill the bold bosthoon
Tue, Dec. 10th, 2002 05:51 am (UTC)

That had to be worrisome. It's good that you're OK.

I agree with your assessment of the neighborhood there. It *is* a pretty safe area to be out in at all hours. These goofy bastards are just dumber than dirt to even consider giving you a hard time there, because if they'd tried to make anything of it there would have been lots of witnesses and a firehouse full of firefighters all over them.

You handled it well. I know you were feeling very self-critical when you wrote the post, but you handled it well.


ReplyThread
hammercock
hammercock
The Hebrew Hammercock
Tue, Dec. 10th, 2002 11:41 am (UTC)

*hugs* That reminds me of something that happened to me, my brother, and my best friend one night where I grew up (Columbia, MD). I think Tina and I were 13-14 or so, which would have made my brother around 8-9. We were out walking for exercise and some teenaged boys did roughly what that schmuck in the pickup did. Scared the shit out of us. We ignored them until we saw a break in the network of backyards (thank goodness for no fences), and ran like mad until we nearly dropped. Wow, I'd forgotten about that until now.

You kept your wits about you and you're safe...that's all that matters. But damn, that guy needs a rectal craniotomy.


ReplyThread
tb
Unfair and Unhelpful
Tue, Dec. 10th, 2002 08:16 pm (UTC)

Gah. How exceedingly unpleasant. To echo others, I'm glad you're O.K. It sucks to be so vividly reminded that there are real shitheads out there. Good thing there aren't more of them.


ReplyThread