Gut instinct
1 week before Christmas
Pulled into local Borders, scan for last minute's, left line too long
Parking lot
"Hey can you help me?" him 5'3ish dark hair olive skin pea coat
"What do you need?" me standing near my car wanting to get out of there, thinking, 'That is so un Christian for this time of year'
"Do you have any money?" him closer walking with limp
"Um - for what?" me thinking, 'Do I have any cash? I never do, husband hates that'
"My car ran out of gas and I left my wallet in Bayshore" him closer, too close
"Uh" me thinking, 'Where is this guys car?", then feeling guilty for questioning his need
Me pulling out wallet, him moving closer
"Are you going to rob me?" me blurting that out from somewhere deep in my subconcious
"That's not my style" him looking at me too close, slight roman nose scar over the right eyebrow
"Here good luck" me handing him $2, me getting the hell out of there
Never mentioned it to anyone tried to blow it off
cut to today
Sore throat nasty virus off to Bbuster to rent movies for tonight then to pick up soup
Pathmark (never shop there just convienently next to the Buster)
Me leaving store cutting through parking lot to get out of there
On the right side pass small car driver side door open inside a black girl and someone standing at door with their back to me
Cut through empty stall next to that car to get to my car
At my car in front of it small beater of a car, a hispanic man and an asian lady geting out of car
Me bags in trunk, shut trunk get keys, looking up at the couple in front of me
Him 5'3ish dark hair olive skin pea coat talking to asian lady and hispanic man
Me key in lock, door open, one leg in, Asian lady opening her wallet
"Hey is he asking you for money, yeah he ran out of gas right...? Yeah he got me 2 weeks ago" me to couple, them looking up
"Ran out of gas my ass buddy" me blurting out from somewhere deep within
He looks up and starts to move towards my car - slowly, bless that limp
Me in car jamming key into ignition, him closer at from of car
Me jamming into reverseve, some tiny place in concious thinking, 'Don't hit anything'
Him side of my car as I back up, me faster now reverse forward before he can limp around front to block me
"Yeah you need money my ass you mf" me mumbling under my breathe, thinking, 'Christ what if he can get my plate and find me?'
Me speeding out of parking as best I can then doing switchbacks whole ride back to a street near home
Pull over pull out cell phone, heart pounding, or is that the Sudafed?
911 give report, cry
Go home and vow to trust gut instinct - trust it ¶ 1/07/2006 03:59:00 PM
Pulled into local Borders, scan for last minute's, left line too long
Parking lot
"Hey can you help me?" him 5'3ish dark hair olive skin pea coat
"What do you need?" me standing near my car wanting to get out of there, thinking, 'That is so un Christian for this time of year'
"Do you have any money?" him closer walking with limp
"Um - for what?" me thinking, 'Do I have any cash? I never do, husband hates that'
"My car ran out of gas and I left my wallet in Bayshore" him closer, too close
"Uh" me thinking, 'Where is this guys car?", then feeling guilty for questioning his need
Me pulling out wallet, him moving closer
"Are you going to rob me?" me blurting that out from somewhere deep in my subconcious
"That's not my style" him looking at me too close, slight roman nose scar over the right eyebrow
"Here good luck" me handing him $2, me getting the hell out of there
Never mentioned it to anyone tried to blow it off
cut to today
Sore throat nasty virus off to Bbuster to rent movies for tonight then to pick up soup
Pathmark (never shop there just convienently next to the Buster)
Me leaving store cutting through parking lot to get out of there
On the right side pass small car driver side door open inside a black girl and someone standing at door with their back to me
Cut through empty stall next to that car to get to my car
At my car in front of it small beater of a car, a hispanic man and an asian lady geting out of car
Me bags in trunk, shut trunk get keys, looking up at the couple in front of me
Him 5'3ish dark hair olive skin pea coat talking to asian lady and hispanic man
Me key in lock, door open, one leg in, Asian lady opening her wallet
"Hey is he asking you for money, yeah he ran out of gas right...? Yeah he got me 2 weeks ago" me to couple, them looking up
"Ran out of gas my ass buddy" me blurting out from somewhere deep within
He looks up and starts to move towards my car - slowly, bless that limp
Me in car jamming key into ignition, him closer at from of car
Me jamming into reverseve, some tiny place in concious thinking, 'Don't hit anything'
Him side of my car as I back up, me faster now reverse forward before he can limp around front to block me
"Yeah you need money my ass you mf" me mumbling under my breathe, thinking, 'Christ what if he can get my plate and find me?'
Me speeding out of parking as best I can then doing switchbacks whole ride back to a street near home
Pull over pull out cell phone, heart pounding, or is that the Sudafed?
911 give report, cry
Go home and vow to trust gut instinct - trust it ¶ 1/07/2006 03:59:00 PM