Beezer
Well-known Member
On Canada Day years ago, I was walking along the sidewalk downtown and heard these screams (which were not festive).
I opened the door to this building and there was this huge guy on top of a crying woman in the stairwell. I asked her if she was okay and she tearfully replied, "Just get him off of me."
Not sure what to do, I waited on the sidewalk just outside. Then the door flew open and this enraged gorilla on drugs came charging towards me!
Flight or fight??
Strangely, I did neither. I just stood there with my arms folded. He came right up an inch to my face and called me every name in the book. While this was going on, the gal slinked out the door and ran away.
Yeah. I took the spit in the face. But I just knew instinctively if I fought back or ran I was dead. This guy was a muscle-bound giant. But however my gut told me to handle the situation in that moment worked out. The gal got away, and I lived to tell this story. lol!
I opened the door to this building and there was this huge guy on top of a crying woman in the stairwell. I asked her if she was okay and she tearfully replied, "Just get him off of me."
Not sure what to do, I waited on the sidewalk just outside. Then the door flew open and this enraged gorilla on drugs came charging towards me!
Flight or fight??
Strangely, I did neither. I just stood there with my arms folded. He came right up an inch to my face and called me every name in the book. While this was going on, the gal slinked out the door and ran away.
Yeah. I took the spit in the face. But I just knew instinctively if I fought back or ran I was dead. This guy was a muscle-bound giant. But however my gut told me to handle the situation in that moment worked out. The gal got away, and I lived to tell this story. lol!