At least it’s not pointed at a window this time.

Update on the “ice” situation. Everything (roads and sidewalks) was bone dry this morning. No ice issues. I had a nice little Zen Commute in the Ninja. Usually when the roads *are* bad I telecommute for part or all of the day. Today, as we are still processing Black Thursday at work, I wanted to be there to commiserate and show solidarity with the other “survivors”.

But then, ugh. We got a Crime Alert this afternoon via the Nextdoor Neighbor app. Ugh. Two incidents, both of them within about a mile of here. #1) Two female joggers grabbed in a “sexually explicit manner” at 6:30 AM! That’s when I am on my 0-skunk-30 walk! #2) Young teenage boy answers the door at 7:45 PM to see an adult male on the porch exposing himself.

I am not an idiot at all, despite what a few people apparently think (you know who you are and you can suck it for all I care). I know that anything can happen at any time (even on the Moominbeach but that was a looooong time ago). I am ALWAYS aware of my surroundings when I am walking at any time but especially in the dark. But these and a couple of recent panhandling incidents make me wonder if I need to take a mini-break, at least for a few days. Even though these incidents did not happen in my neighborhood.

But. Recent incidents? Three of them. Two of them were obvious panhandler things. What bothered me about them is that both people went OUT OF THEIR WAY to try to engage me in conversation and one of them was in an unusual panhandler location. Do they think I am an easy mark? I am not.

The third incident? It was Saturday and I had actually kind of forgotten about it until I saw today’s Crime Alert. I was walking home from the Plum Market, waiting to cross the street at the adjacent intersection, a busy one. It was broad daylight and there were about a gazillion cars at the intersection. A kid with a skateboard was on the other side of the street. And a guy with a bicycle. I guess I didn’t process that they weren’t together or even anywhere near the same age. The biker suddenly steamed across the street and started to say something to me. And then… Freaked out and made a quick change of direction away from me. I was halfway across the street before I realized that… There. Was. A. Police. Car. A low-profile kind of police car. Hahahahahahahaha!

But that police car won’t always be there. They can’t be everywhere at all times.

2 Responses to “At least it’s not pointed at a window this time.”

  1. Margaret Says:

    I have pepper spray. Ashley has a Taser. (Los Angeles trumps Puyallup) I would think about carrying one of the two.

  2. isa Says:

    Yikes!! Careful mom.