So I'm waiting for the light rail yesterday at Cedar-Riverside, just sitting in one of the heat booths, when a guy bikes right up to me, drops his bike on the floor with the rear wheel still spinning. "Hey blue eyes" he says. I can smell alcohol on his breath, and he starts rambling, asking me if he can have my ticket. For about 30 seconds, we back
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Way to deal with it though. I'm not sure what else you could have done, logically, but it sounds like at least you did a good job of not freaking out.
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And don't worry, it's tough to scare me more than I already am.
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