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Jan 18th, 2010 by micah the admin

It was the worst day of my life, at the worst point in my life.  I was working with severely mentally ill men for a living and dealing with an autistic man who was semi-stalking me and an ex-husband who was threatening me.  It seemed there was nowhere I could go to get away from weirdos.  I surmised that these problems were largely due to my being “too nice”, and resolved to henceforth be cold to all men who struck me as “sketchy”.

I was in my car in the bank drive-through when I realized I had overdrawn my checking account by twelve dollars.  My car was almost out of gas, I was running late for work, and I had tummy trouble.  While the bank teller was helping me figure out my error, an extremely odd-looking man across the street caught my eye and started loping toward me.  He was big and tall with dark hair, pale skin and a creepy, slightly daft grin.  “Oh no, not another one,” I thought, and remembered my resolution.  I glared at him and pointedly locked my doors as he approached.  He kept coming.  I rolled up my windows.  He came right up to my window and rapped on the glass.

“Go… away…” I said fiercely through gritted teeth.

He smiled kindly and informed me that my front tire was completely flat and unsafe to drive on.  I pretended I hadn’t just told him to get lost, turned to sweetness and light, and thanked him profusely.  Then I drove home, resolving never to resolve anything again.

 

Rachel – NH

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