I was walking home late from a friend’s house, when I saw a guy sitting on the curb. I crossed the street to avoid walking directly by him, but as I was passing him, he yelled, “Hey, Miss!”
Crap, I thought, there is no one around. This could go poorly. “Yes?” I replied.
“How you doing?” he said, and got up, crossing the quiet street toward me.
I held up my hand. “I’m going to need you to leave me alone – I’m a woman walking by myself at night, and this is a little scary.”
He stopped in his tracks, and said, “Oh, I didn’t mean it like that!”
“That’s okay”, I said, “I’m going to keep walking, and you can go back to whatever you were doing.” And he sat back down, and I kept walking.
– SVN
Location: Waltham, MA
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