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A pre-dawn encounter...
Nov. 19th, 2014 12:11 pmI wasn't going to post this, but it's been playing on my mind regularly since, and maybe narrativizing it will help get it out of there (or maybe that it's all written down somewhere my memory won't feel the need to hold onto it so hard).
So, I go to work very early in the morning, at this time of year well before dawn for the hour or so it takes to walk. Usually it's pretty quiet, especially on Sunday mornings. Last Sunday, not so much.
I was on a section of my walk where it's a very long street, but not particularly well travelled... there's a bus on weekdays, but not on Sundays (at least, not that early), very little traffic or people, and it's residential so although there are streetlight, it's fairly dark overall. I was walking down one side of the street, and heard a couple of people coming up the other side of the street in the other direction. As I got closer, I put it together fairly quickly that they were a young man and woman, and they sounded drunk, and they were arguing... that's not enough that I'd take much notice, but as I got closer, I started to see and hear stuff that worried me, enough that even a coward and confrontation-phobe like me had to step in. ( Read more... )
So I think this displaces the homeless woman who wanted me to hold the door to a building for her while she stole her stuff back from another homeless person who was sleeping in the stairwell inside, as the most memorable (but not quite most bizarre) encounter on the street on the way to work (I'm pretty sure I wrote about that other incident, but I can't find the link to it).
So, I go to work very early in the morning, at this time of year well before dawn for the hour or so it takes to walk. Usually it's pretty quiet, especially on Sunday mornings. Last Sunday, not so much.
I was on a section of my walk where it's a very long street, but not particularly well travelled... there's a bus on weekdays, but not on Sundays (at least, not that early), very little traffic or people, and it's residential so although there are streetlight, it's fairly dark overall. I was walking down one side of the street, and heard a couple of people coming up the other side of the street in the other direction. As I got closer, I put it together fairly quickly that they were a young man and woman, and they sounded drunk, and they were arguing... that's not enough that I'd take much notice, but as I got closer, I started to see and hear stuff that worried me, enough that even a coward and confrontation-phobe like me had to step in. ( Read more... )
So I think this displaces the homeless woman who wanted me to hold the door to a building for her while she stole her stuff back from another homeless person who was sleeping in the stairwell inside, as the most memorable (but not quite most bizarre) encounter on the street on the way to work (I'm pretty sure I wrote about that other incident, but I can't find the link to it).
