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This actually happened as I was walking out of work last night.
Like any business, we get our share of panhandlers outside the store. If a customer complains, the manager goes outside and escorts them off the property. Lately we have had more than usual, which I think is the same with many businesses.
Last night I was leaving work at 10:30 when a man approached me in the parking lot. Now, the parking lot is well-lit, and there is a restaurant next door with some people chatting outside the doorway, but I still don't like being accosted by strangers, especially that late, in the dark. He came up and, predictably, asked for some money. I had my hand in my purse, on my switchblade (present from Dad when I moved out on my own
).
Him: >usual spiel about needing money for food etc.<
Me: OK, it's the middle of the fucking night and you approach a pregnant woman who is walking alone, to ask for money? How the fuck do you think that's a good idea? You're lucky I don't mace you right now.
Him: Oh, uh, I...I....didn't realize you're expecting.
(How the hell could you not tell? I'm a hippo)
Me: Now leave me the fuck alone.
Him: I'm sorry ma'am!
Me: Whatever.
As I got in my car I saw him approach the people outside the restaurant. I often give panhandlers money (Husband would die if he knew) because I am a big baby, but that guy was just stupid.
Like any business, we get our share of panhandlers outside the store. If a customer complains, the manager goes outside and escorts them off the property. Lately we have had more than usual, which I think is the same with many businesses.
Last night I was leaving work at 10:30 when a man approached me in the parking lot. Now, the parking lot is well-lit, and there is a restaurant next door with some people chatting outside the doorway, but I still don't like being accosted by strangers, especially that late, in the dark. He came up and, predictably, asked for some money. I had my hand in my purse, on my switchblade (present from Dad when I moved out on my own
).Him: >usual spiel about needing money for food etc.<
Me: OK, it's the middle of the fucking night and you approach a pregnant woman who is walking alone, to ask for money? How the fuck do you think that's a good idea? You're lucky I don't mace you right now.
Him: Oh, uh, I...I....didn't realize you're expecting.
(How the hell could you not tell? I'm a hippo)
Me: Now leave me the fuck alone.
Him: I'm sorry ma'am!
Me: Whatever.
As I got in my car I saw him approach the people outside the restaurant. I often give panhandlers money (Husband would die if he knew) because I am a big baby, but that guy was just stupid.
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