by Jack Road » Thu Jul 23, 2015 9:48 am
It is difficult to remember that I, even out of shape (and average-to-short for a guy), am potentially intimidating physically to a great many women.
I remember one time I was just ambling along, at about three in the morning down 1st avenue. I had my hood up because it was cold, and was listening to Wicked on my iPod. I had a raspberry smoothie in my hand, which was awesome, and was singing "Popular" under my breath
I walk very quickly and quietly for my size, because when I was younger I worshiped people like Euell Gibbons and Peter Jenkins, and I trained to be like them. I was a weird kid.
*step* *step* *step* "...hang with the right cohorts. You'll be good at sports..." *step* *step* *step*
*step* *step* *step* "Don't be offended by my frank analysis. Think of it as personality dialysis." *step* *step* *step*
I saw someone walking about twenty yards in front of me. I quit singing. Because I felt whoever it was probably didn't want to hear me singing. I was embarrassed of it. And nervous of them. I put my head down and walked even faster, hoping to out pace them and move past them so I could resume my mindless thought-walk. As I grew closer to her, I turned my headphones down so I could hear if she perchance tried to attack me as I passed. I'm an anxious person.
*What She Saw*
A young man with a hood up, shrouding his face, appeared to be mumbling to himself. Suddenly he stopped when he saw me, then pulled his hood lower and started walking towards me even more quickly. I spun around and began taking large strides forward, but he walked even faster to match. I turned around for a moment to look where I was going, then spun back to look, and he was already alongside me. He moved so quietly I didn't even hear him. He raised his hand towards me. I screamed...
*Road Starts Out of His Stupor*
She screamed at me. She screamed and started running. I had just been trying to do a friendly wave at her, because at the last moment I realized maybe I was being a bit threatening. When she screamed and ran it clicked into place. I pulled down my hood and yelled after her "WHO THE FUCK RAPES SOMEBODY WHEN THEY ALREADY HAVE A SMOOTHIE!?!?"
She stopped short and turned to look at me. We stared at each other for a few moments, like deers with their own attached headlights. Suddenly she started laughing hysterically. I stood dumbfounded and then gave a nervous chuckle.
"Where the hell do you get a smoothie at three in the morning?"
I pointed somewhere behind both of us.
"24-hour coffee shop"
"It looks delicious."
"It is delicious"
She smiled and nodded, and after a moment, turned back and started walking again. I waited a moment then turned around and started walking back to my apartment.
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Jack Road on Thu Aug 20, 2015 8:59 am, edited 2 times in total.