Lately I’ve been trying to make an effort to make myself not be so miserable in the big city. I’ve applied for several jobs and gotten no phone calls for interviews, so as much as I don’t want to admit it – I may be stuck here for a while. I thought maybe I should try to embrace the city and figure out a way to make it work until someone decides to throw a new job at me.
It’s been unseasonably warm the past few weeks so yesterday I decided that after I got home from work I would walk to Target to get a few things I needed. I could get some exercise while enjoying the nice weather and get my errands done, why not kill 2 birds with 1 stone? With that being said, yesterday will probably be the first and last time I walk anywhere that’s more than a block or two away.
The area that I live in isn’t the best, but it’s not bad by any means. There are some sketchy blocks here and there where there is some low-income housing, but I didn’t think it would be a big deal.
On my way to Target it wasn’t so bad, it was still daylight and yes all the hood rats were outside on the sidewalks most of them didn’t bat an eye when I walked by. After I passed one group and got a pretty good distance away, I heard one of the women yelling at me, “Hey pink! Hey pink come back here! Hey girl, hey why don’t you come back here?” I knew she was talking about me because the word PINK was plastered across my ass. I didn’t turn around, I didn’t know what she wanted and I definitely didn’t want to find out.
I probably could have avoided that happening at all if I had thought it out a little more. Note to self: Don’t wear name brand clothing or bring your faux Jimmy Choo along for the walk through the hood.
So I made it to Target, got everything I wanted and decided to walk to the bookstore to get a new Nicholas Sparks book (Lucky gave me The Lucky One to read and now I’m hooked). So after the book store I was headed home, it was dark out but you know the big city has lots of lights so I didn’t feel like I was going to get murdered in an alley or anything or that it was unsafe to walk by myself.
As I was walking by this abandoned building/parking lot I noticed man probably in his mid forties wandering around the parking lot aimlessly. It was a little weird because he definitely didn’t seem like he was walking because he was going somewhere. I got to a cross walk and stopped but I could see him stumbling toward me out of the corner of my eye. I positioned myself so that if he came up to the corner I would be facing him and not have my back turned to him. Better to be safe than sorry. I was hoping the light would change and I could scurry across the street before the guy reached the corner, but of course that didn’t happen.
The man made it to the corner and I got a better look at him, he was heavy-set – probably like 250 pounds at least and wasn’t much taller than me, he couldn’t have been more than 5’8”. But then, the guy kept walking and got super close to me, like right in my face. Literally like 6 inches away and I could just smell his nasty breath. He was missing most of his teeth and his eyes looked freaking cray cray. [Insert Gizzy crapping her pants.]
The intersection we were at is pretty busy, so I’d like to hope that if I screamed or if the guy tried to attack me and people saw me struggling someone would get out of their car and help. But who knows, it’s the big city and people are assholes. What I was more afraid of was that the guy was just going to pull out a gun and shoot me in the stomach. But instead, he was right in my face and said, “I know you.” After he talked I could tell he definitely wasn’t all there, he was either super wasted or semi-retarded, maybe both. So I backed away, and said, “Um, NO.. you don’t.” Then he got in my face again, “Yes. I do.” Then he just kept staring at me from inches away and every time I backed away he got right up in my face again. Seriously, this was the longest damn stoplight of my life.
So then I had backed up as far as I could and I was up against the guard rail on the sidewalk and the guy said, “I’m just going across the street. Come with me.” I screamed, “NO!” and still had nowhere to go. Just in time this guy running stopped at the cross walk and came over and asked if he could walk me across the street. I said “THANK GOD! YES!” Then the light changed and we started walking, the old fat man followed us but he was slow so I didn’t think he’d be able to catch up again unless I stopped. The guy asked if I’d be ok to walk alone and I said yes that I didn’t live far and I was just going to run the rest of it with my shopping bags in tow to make sure I got far far away from that weirdo.
So I made it home, thankfully. But I think from now on I’ll be driving wherever I need to go.