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brujita thanks for posting the hollaback link, it reminded me of a weird incident last friday.
we had a long, late meeting at work and i ended up staying until nearly 8PM to clean up, etc. now, i've known some sketchy neighbourhoods (the mt. vernon neighbourhood in baltimore comes to mind, as well as five years spent in the over-the-rhine area of cincinnati...) but boulder never struck me as being all that unsafe after dark. well i wouldn't want to be a freshman girl walking home alone on campus mind you, but that's a different problem and one that's thankfully halfway across town from me these days.
so i finish up, lock up, change and go to grab my bike. I notice that the light is out in the rear of the parking lot AGAIN, which is inconvenient cos it means i can't see to unlock. i hear some rattling and scrummaging behind the dumpsters and figure it's just raccoons in the bins again. put on my little pieztl camping headlight, unrack the bike... and alla sudden there is this most godawful caterwauling row that goes off practically right next to my head! holy shades of baltimore, batman, there is a SINGING CRAZY DRUNK GUY thrashing around in the monstrous garbage tip behind the office max. which is about fifteen feet away from me!
okay now i'm skeeved. so i get on the bike and he yells something at me, i dunno what and i yell back at the top of my lungs FUCK OFF!!!! and beat it out of there damn fast. if he'd made any moves towards me while i was unracking that bike, you bet i'd have beat it over to the police station, which happens to be right next door. how a couple dozen offduty cops can be hanging out right next to the unholy racket this cat was making astonishes me, but... this is boulder.
on review, yea i prolly should have just gone and banged on the copshop door anyway, but he really only startled me, didn't come after me, and it was likely just some homeless guy gettin his friday on.
tho you'd better bet the first thing i did monday morning was get on the horn to the maintenance dude about those damned lights in our parking lot.
I have a feeling that if there had been an altercation, lfr, he'd a come out on the worse end.
Daughter has had a few *Amazon Kung Fu* self defense courses, and, while this does not make her bulletproof, gives me some sense that she will have a better idea about how to stay out of dangerous situations, and if she gets in one, she will at least have a *fighting* chance.