A few days ago, I was walking one block between my parking spot and the restaurant where I was meeting five colleagues for lunch. I was in full Navy service dress blues, just coming from a friend’s retirement party. I had my keys, a credit card and my ID in my hand – no purse, phone, etc. As I took my 10th or so step, a man sitting on the window sill of the building, yelled at me for money. I said I’m sorry but I don’t have any change, but never stopped or looked at him. He then responded that I had a tight ass and nice tits, and I could give him those.
Are you kidding me?
I’m in uniform, serving my country and you think that is what I deserve?
Luckily, unknown to me at the time, the man who parked behind me, was headed to the same restaurant – stopped right in front of the man in the window and started barking at him, “She doesn’t deserve that. She is an officer in the US Navy and she has given enough…”
I didn’t hear the rest, but I did see the man enter the same restaurant a few minutes later. I went to the table, where he had met some others, and said, “Thank you.”He just nodded. I am not sure he wanted the table (full of young men) to know the good he had just done, he looked very embarrassed – so i didn’t press it and moved back to my table.
– DG
Location: San Diego, CA near Horton Plaza
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