Unexpected incident...

[repsac]

Today (Nov 5, 2006) I had what I must clasify as one of the strangest incidents I've ever had. It's something that you always hear about, but never expect to find yourself in the middle of. Something you may have found yourself wondering how you would react should it arise.


I had to go to the local grocery store for dinner for my parents and to pick up some sundries. As I left the store, I noticed this vehicle pulling up right behind me and begining to tailgate. Since I was in the city limits and my town is a notorius speed trap; I didn't speed up a lick.

After a moment or so, the person behind me began to flash their lights. Great, I've pulled out in front of a cop. I thought to myself. Still not trusting to pull over right away, I opted to swing into a texaco parking lot, parking a few cars down from this group. Turning around I noticed through my rearview that it wasn't a cop that pulled in behind me.

Oh this is not good. Is that Jimmy? (A friend of mine who pulls stunts like that) Looking closer I realised it wasn't. Oh great. Staring at these people for a long time, I put my car in reverse to leave. The blazer did not move.

I was boxed in, and as far as I could tell, without help. I'm not totally sure why I did it, but I slowly opened my car door; taking my time as though I had nothing else better to do or places to be. Slowly I stepped out of the vehicle and stared down the driver and passenger. Making sure all the while to keep my car, between I and they, along with giving myself a good escape route should things turn nasty as I expected.

They, on the other hand, would have none of it. The driver positioned his car, a GMC Jimmy perpendicular to my small car in an effort to prevent me from leaving. Looking right at the men, I made note of their clothing and then the car tag. Slowly I turned, reaching into my car. Picking up my cell phone (not charged) I casually lifted it up, flipped open the mouth piece and made a slow show of calmly dialing 911.

The driver PANICED then. He slammed on the gas spitting rubber and burning out of that parking lot like a bat out of hades. His passenger had this look on his face the whole time, a look of sudden terror like maybe they had bit off more than they could chew.

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Once it was all said and done, then I became afraid. I started to get the shakes and tremmors and then headed inside to call the police. The phone was out there, so I drove over to the Sheriff's office with a quickly scribbled paper with the men's descriptions, the vehicle, tag number and everything else I could remember.

The officer thankfully seemed to know these young men and where they were headed and promised to make a stop by them. He took my statement and now, will arrest them on charges starting with simple assault.


Looking back, with only a few hours having passed since then, I have to wonder what prompted me to act as casual as I did. The officer said, that most likely that may have been one of the factors of their response. Most likely, they thought they could intimidate me; and when that didn't happen they quickly ran out of options.

I'm still shaken up by this; and yet, I'm amazed at my own reaction.

[protege]

I had someone try to intimidate me like that once. A few miles from home, there's a somewhat goofy T-shaped intersection. To turn left, there's a stop sign. To go right, there's a little "ramp" with a yield sign. Since the people coming across the intersection don't have to stop, I always slow down enough so I can look. Usually, there aren't any problems.

That wasn't one of those nights. As usual, I slowed down, looked, and got about halfway through the intersection...when I hear someone blast their horn :eek: Where the hell did he come from? What this fool did, is rather than go left at the stop sign, he went *right* and thought he'd get around me.

Right after that, he was literally on my bumper. At the next stoplight, I saw his door pop open. As I'm watching him, I notice that my bottle of water has tipped over. No sooner did I reach for that...when he got back into his car! Apparently, he thought he could "confront" me about the incident...but wimped out when he thought I might be armed!

[Ree]

Today (Nov 5, 2006) I had what I must clasify as one of the strangest incidents I've ever had.Well that would be a hard one to call, considering some of your stories I've read. They all seem to qualify as "strangest" :p

He took my statement and now, will arrest them on charges starting with simple assault.
I thought they actually had to physically touch for an assault charge. (Admittedly don't know a lot about these things.)

*EDIT - Never mind, I looked it up. Interesting. who knew?
"An assault can also occur when someone makes any gesture or
action which makes another person reasonably feel that they are
going to be assaulted. There does not need to be any touching
for this type of assault to occur. For example, if someone is
pointing their finger in your face and you feel that they are going
to assault you, an assault may have occurred."

I swear you're just a trouble magnet.

It seems like every day you have one more wild and wooly hair-raising experience after another.
You should write a book.
...Oh wait...you are. :p

*Ree contemplates her boring, white bread existence where aliens do not invade and 99% of those she encounters are just normal folk.

[Kogarashi]

And now I'm curious as to what those two guys were planning on doing.

Glad to hear you're okay. I don't think I would've been nearly so calm in such a situation. I only hope should it ever happen to me that I recall the advice I've been given to pull into a brightly-lit parking lot with lots of other people for anyone who may or may not be an unmarked police car.

[DesignFox]

Ree, I don't think it's a bad thing to lead a boring, white-bread existence! I'll take that over crazy people trying to assault me!

I did have one lady get out of her car and start yelling and pointing at me once....

I was on a 35 mile an hour road. There is a merge point from where another highway meets this road. I already was speeding at 45 mph. I was at least 100 feet ahead of this woman, so I go to merge. She sped up to about 65 in order to get there first...so naturally, being the imp I am, I tried to speed up to keep ahead (since my nose was already basically in the single lane) because I don't let people get away with being rude. She literally runs me off the road- I have a small ford escort- this woman had a HONKING huge SUV...boat status. Ok, she's in front of me, she's nearly killed me. I figure she's happy now...nope. She proceeds to drive at 30...then 25...20 mph. So gradually that of course I end up close to her bumper, although I'm attempting to keep some distance. She then speeds up, and as soon as I speed up, SLAMS on her brakes. In the middle of the highway, she stops, gets out of her car and starts screaming at me. I dont know what, I just looked at her like "You're an asshole" and locked my doors. A soon as another car came up, she got back in her car. And continued to speed up to 45, slam on her brakes. then put her turn signal on, and when I tried to get around, swerve out to hit me. When I didn't fall for that again, she got angry and went like 15 down the highway. Eventually, she really turned and I got to go home in one piece...I was pretty scared that day. I should have done what you did repsac...pulled out the phone and called 911! If nothing else it would have been great to give them the vehicle description and get her for reckless driving and endangerment. *shudder*

[draftermatt]

I had a similar experience DesignFox. Guy goes up the shoulder to merge in front of me. I honked my horn and flashed my lights. Get to the stop light he hops out of his van. He's about 7 feet tall. He starts walking towards me, I waved said "bye bye" and went around him in the turning lane. He got behind me and tailgated until I made a turn then he left me alone.

That was worth making an ass of yourself getting out of the car?

[MystyGlyttyr]

Oh, boy, I have one of these. Hee hee, at least mine turned out all right. (Kids, DON'T try this at home. I have a license to be this stupid.)

I was living in Little Rock in an apartment with my brother and sister-in-law at the time, and I worked a ways off from there. I had my own car, a big honking monstrosity not wrongly named "The Beast". That sucker could have probably survived being run over by a tank, it was so big and ugly. The ugly would have deflected the tank.

So I was driving home by myself one night, and I'm on the street to the apartment by myself, when this pair of headlights comes up behind me. I didn't think anything of it, until it suddenly sped up and was almost literally two inches off my bumper. I figured it would pass me, but it didn't, it just kept riding my ass, flashing it's lights, going crazy.

I just stared at it a while, wasn't scared or anything (too stupid to be scared, see above). Just wondered what the hell they were thinking and whether or not I should slam my brakes and let them run up The Beast's tailpipe. I started slowing down to see if they'd pass, and when that didn't work, I switched lanes to see if they'd speed past. Nope, they stayed right on my ass.

Okay, now I realize this person is following me. Now, a normal 21-year-old girl driving by herself after 10 p.m. in Little Rock on a dark, almost abandoned street might have the good sense to be scared. Not me. I got PISSED. Stupid, irrationally pissed. I wondered who the hell these guys thought they were, trying to harrass me like this. I wondered if they knew who they were fucking with. I'm Mysty and I'm the meanest bitch in Little Rock!!

So, I slam my foot on the gas and take off, and after a second, they're right behind me. I figured they might, and that's what I want, because I want to get to the apartment NOW. I probably broke ten laws, but I got to my turn-in and whipped into a parking spot, braking so hard that everything in my car FLEW to the windshield.

The truck pulled in beside me and (here's the dumb part) I dove out of my car, grabbed the passenger door, wrenched it open, grabbed the shirt of the guy who was sitting there, drew back my fist...

...and realized just in time that I was currently holding my own brother at my mercy. And the sister-in-law was in the driver's seat, looking a tad bit bug-eyed.

APPARENTLY (as they told me after I got done cussing them both into fits), they recognized The Beast and thought it'd be funny to try and scare me to see what I'd do. So naturally, I asked "What would you have done if I'd decided to slam on my brakes and see if your insurance would buy me Wrestlemania tickets?"

It was almost worth it to see the look on their faces when they realized I was all set to beat them both into bloody stumps. Dumbasses.

[DesignFox]

:roll: That's hysterical Mysty! I love your stories...you don't take shit from anyone, do you?

[MystyGlyttyr]

Well, like I said. That was a dumb response. Still, it was kinda funny now that I've had three years to dwell on it. :lol:

[Tanasi]

And stuff like this is why I pack heat.

[repsac]

Believe it or not, I usually have a pistol on me. Whether for target shooting (which I do every weekend) or self defense. That day, though, I'd taken the pistol to the smith to have some work done on it.

[Tanasi]

And that's why you have more than one.