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dolariI was accosted again last night - the first time since I began "dressing down" to stop getting bothered. It's worked like gangbusters, but this time it was someone I pissed off before I started my self-imposed-clothing-exile.
A month or two ago (has it been that long?) a guy hassled me for money. I literally didn't have any to give him. He asked for a dollar, when I didn't have it, he asked for fifty cents, then twenty five. I didn't have any cash on me at all. He just kinda snarled at me, and I wakled off.
Last night, he was on the bus with me, and when we both exited the bus at the same time, he asked me abuot buying pot from him. I told him no. "Cause you don't have any money again, right? You don't have to lie to me, you know." I never stopped walking to my truck, I just said "I don't smoke" and got in. He started walking to my truck asking me if I remembered hiom, but I pretended I didn't hear him cause my door was closed and drove home.
It wasn't anything major, but really colored my derams, where, after going into a part of town taht wasn't so good, I was being hassled by three kids who were trying to push me into traffic and kill me. After their third time, I turned on them, and began beating one of them as hard as I could, all she did was laugh. After some police came and arrested everyone I woke up.
I really hate taking the bus.....
A month or two ago (has it been that long?) a guy hassled me for money. I literally didn't have any to give him. He asked for a dollar, when I didn't have it, he asked for fifty cents, then twenty five. I didn't have any cash on me at all. He just kinda snarled at me, and I wakled off.
Last night, he was on the bus with me, and when we both exited the bus at the same time, he asked me abuot buying pot from him. I told him no. "Cause you don't have any money again, right? You don't have to lie to me, you know." I never stopped walking to my truck, I just said "I don't smoke" and got in. He started walking to my truck asking me if I remembered hiom, but I pretended I didn't hear him cause my door was closed and drove home.
It wasn't anything major, but really colored my derams, where, after going into a part of town taht wasn't so good, I was being hassled by three kids who were trying to push me into traffic and kill me. After their third time, I turned on them, and began beating one of them as hard as I could, all she did was laugh. After some police came and arrested everyone I woke up.
I really hate taking the bus.....
