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One Saturday afternoon I was nearing the end of a lunch date with a wonderful girl. I remember that was a day when the skies of Perth was dumping down storm like it ate a bad curry the night before.
I was enjoying a great cluster fluff from the ice-cream bar when I realised I had to top up my parking meter. So I left my date there and went to top up the meter.On the way back I walked past a rather large guy who said something me that I could not hear. I kept walking. Moments later I noticed that he was following me while hurling some pretty vile obscenities. I tuned around and said in a kind voice……..How can I help you sir? Is there a problem?….. His response was …..do I have a fucken problem? How much money do yo have in your fucken wallet? Seeing the look in his eyes there was only one way this was going to end. So I decided to keep walking. He stopped following me, But his abuse continued until he was out of hearing range.
On return I said to me date that if someone comes here looking for me I am going to leave and I will catch up with you next time. He did not return. So we finished our awesome ice creams and left just before I blamed my date for the mess I made all over the table lol.
On the way back. There was a this guy again. As I approached he was in the middle of his jacket and rolling up his sleeves. I decided to walk my date to a safe location and say good bye to her there. Then as I returned to my car there he was. Wanting to draw some money out of my wallet as well as some blood. He looked as though he was from Maori descent so I put myself in a place of no judgement and walked straight up to his face.My first words were…..are you from New Zealand bro?……. I am from ________where are you from? I said this with genuine kindness and he had nooooo idea what do do for a moment. THen he told me where he came from with a smile.
The short conversation lead to the rugby game that was on later that evening and he even invited me to join him for a drink and watch the game. I politely declined as I had somewhere to be and we parted with a hand shake.Has anyone ever come across something like this? It is not the first time I have done that. But I do wonder what effect that has on the other person.Does anyone have any insights or a similar story like this to share?
I was enjoying a great cluster fluff from the ice-cream bar when I realised I had to top up my parking meter. So I left my date there and went to top up the meter.On the way back I walked past a rather large guy who said something me that I could not hear. I kept walking. Moments later I noticed that he was following me while hurling some pretty vile obscenities. I tuned around and said in a kind voice……..How can I help you sir? Is there a problem?….. His response was …..do I have a fucken problem? How much money do yo have in your fucken wallet? Seeing the look in his eyes there was only one way this was going to end. So I decided to keep walking. He stopped following me, But his abuse continued until he was out of hearing range.
On return I said to me date that if someone comes here looking for me I am going to leave and I will catch up with you next time. He did not return. So we finished our awesome ice creams and left just before I blamed my date for the mess I made all over the table lol.
On the way back. There was a this guy again. As I approached he was in the middle of his jacket and rolling up his sleeves. I decided to walk my date to a safe location and say good bye to her there. Then as I returned to my car there he was. Wanting to draw some money out of my wallet as well as some blood. He looked as though he was from Maori descent so I put myself in a place of no judgement and walked straight up to his face.My first words were…..are you from New Zealand bro?……. I am from ________where are you from? I said this with genuine kindness and he had nooooo idea what do do for a moment. THen he told me where he came from with a smile.
The short conversation lead to the rugby game that was on later that evening and he even invited me to join him for a drink and watch the game. I politely declined as I had somewhere to be and we parted with a hand shake.Has anyone ever come across something like this? It is not the first time I have done that. But I do wonder what effect that has on the other person.Does anyone have any insights or a similar story like this to share?
, and some totally crazy guy ran up in front of me waving a knife and yelling things that made no sense, reminded me of a chef when I was a pot washer in a restaurant paying my way through Uni. 