The worst and the best day, possibly. ever.
So I will start from the beginning I suppose.
I got up around ten, got ready to catch the 11 ' oclock buss, was surprised I was ready then, got coffee with my friends that work in the birdcage area before heading to brandons. I walked from dimple to sunrise/greenback. not a far walk, should have been relatively harmless being as it was almost noon at this time. I got honked at a lot. I ignored it like I usually do but someone was trying to furiously get my attention, so much so this man PULLED UP ON THE CURB OF THE ROAD to stop me from walking. and proceeded to say, "Yo, whose your handler?" and I rose a brow and said "Excuse me?" His ghettotastic accent was hard to understand. He was a black male, he had a white girl in the car with him. I was wearing a t-shirt, my fur coat black skinny jeans and boots.
no make up. no accessories besides my designer bag. He spoke to me in tongues, I could NOT understand him AT ALL. He got upset with me and parked the car, IN TRAFFIC MIND YOU;
I started to get concerned, and saw a police car coming down the road. THANK GOD. normally I do not ask for assistance but this could potential be harmful to my health. So I waved an arm out much like you would a taxi; the police man stopped which i think he would have anyways, because it looked like an awkward situation and got out of the car with his lights flashing; and asked me what the problem was. I politely said.
"I think this gentleman, is mistaking me for someone. I WOULD KINDLY LIKE TO GET TO THE BUSS STOP TO GO TO MY FRIENDS HOUSE." The police officer gave me a sideways look, then the guy in the car. who was FURIOUS at this point for getting the police involved. He went around to the drivers side and had a conversation that I couldn't understand, I was panicking, trying not to cry; wondering how this day could get worse. He wasn't cooperative AT ALL with the police man. But seemed to get off with a warning... The policeman then asked to see my ID; I FREAKED OUT. Everything was good on my ID and he handed it back to me, and asked if I would like a ride to the buss stop, which I could see from where I was standing but thought it was rude to decline. so I said yes please, and thank you when I got in THE FRONT SEAT OF A K-9 UNIT POLICE CAR. The dog was in the back and the policeman assured me i was safe. He also thought to ask me, WHAT DID I DO FOR WORK? In tears I replied that I was enlisted in the US NAVY as of recently. [a small fib but it kept him from running my id]. He gave me a talk about the way I was dressed, and kids like me get picked on so I shouldnt be out by myself and let me go. I then proceeded to go to the buss stop, that was cluttered with people. A black man stopped and asked me SOMETHING. I asked him to repeat it SEVERAL times and finally took a stab and said."Did you say, perfume?" I thought I got the story wrong and he said "yeah! You like it?" I did not even want to deal, pulled out my cell phone and said "I'm allergic." he tried to tell me it was unpollonaited and Id be cool yo, and I said NO THANK YOU and called brandon lee. I was so strung out, trying to explain the bizzare event that just occured and PRAYING. that I would get a quiet 1 hour buss ride to decompress.
I made it to brandons house in one piece, today was great. got kind of drunk in the afternoon, Decided that Lady gaga & Gackt RP must be had... and we watched heros and did all sorts of stuff, they passed out fidget has to work early in the morning. I took an exceedrin PM that oddly sobered me up and I'm not tired at all. . so I'm chatting with friends online. Today tried my patients with other human beings. I'm scared to travel by my self. IT WAS NOON PEOPLE. I was really upset because I had put some thought into my uber cute outfit only to be mistaken for a prostitute.
It upsets me to my very core that this happened today, I am shaken from it even still and DO NOT TRUST STRANGERS in the slightest. I question my sense of fashion... Why does this kind of shit always happen to me?
I got up around ten, got ready to catch the 11 ' oclock buss, was surprised I was ready then, got coffee with my friends that work in the birdcage area before heading to brandons. I walked from dimple to sunrise/greenback. not a far walk, should have been relatively harmless being as it was almost noon at this time. I got honked at a lot. I ignored it like I usually do but someone was trying to furiously get my attention, so much so this man PULLED UP ON THE CURB OF THE ROAD to stop me from walking. and proceeded to say, "Yo, whose your handler?" and I rose a brow and said "Excuse me?" His ghettotastic accent was hard to understand. He was a black male, he had a white girl in the car with him. I was wearing a t-shirt, my fur coat black skinny jeans and boots.
no make up. no accessories besides my designer bag. He spoke to me in tongues, I could NOT understand him AT ALL. He got upset with me and parked the car, IN TRAFFIC MIND YOU;
I started to get concerned, and saw a police car coming down the road. THANK GOD. normally I do not ask for assistance but this could potential be harmful to my health. So I waved an arm out much like you would a taxi; the police man stopped which i think he would have anyways, because it looked like an awkward situation and got out of the car with his lights flashing; and asked me what the problem was. I politely said.
"I think this gentleman, is mistaking me for someone. I WOULD KINDLY LIKE TO GET TO THE BUSS STOP TO GO TO MY FRIENDS HOUSE." The police officer gave me a sideways look, then the guy in the car. who was FURIOUS at this point for getting the police involved. He went around to the drivers side and had a conversation that I couldn't understand, I was panicking, trying not to cry; wondering how this day could get worse. He wasn't cooperative AT ALL with the police man. But seemed to get off with a warning... The policeman then asked to see my ID; I FREAKED OUT. Everything was good on my ID and he handed it back to me, and asked if I would like a ride to the buss stop, which I could see from where I was standing but thought it was rude to decline. so I said yes please, and thank you when I got in THE FRONT SEAT OF A K-9 UNIT POLICE CAR. The dog was in the back and the policeman assured me i was safe. He also thought to ask me, WHAT DID I DO FOR WORK? In tears I replied that I was enlisted in the US NAVY as of recently. [a small fib but it kept him from running my id]. He gave me a talk about the way I was dressed, and kids like me get picked on so I shouldnt be out by myself and let me go. I then proceeded to go to the buss stop, that was cluttered with people. A black man stopped and asked me SOMETHING. I asked him to repeat it SEVERAL times and finally took a stab and said."Did you say, perfume?" I thought I got the story wrong and he said "yeah! You like it?" I did not even want to deal, pulled out my cell phone and said "I'm allergic." he tried to tell me it was unpollonaited and Id be cool yo, and I said NO THANK YOU and called brandon lee. I was so strung out, trying to explain the bizzare event that just occured and PRAYING. that I would get a quiet 1 hour buss ride to decompress.
I made it to brandons house in one piece, today was great. got kind of drunk in the afternoon, Decided that Lady gaga & Gackt RP must be had... and we watched heros and did all sorts of stuff, they passed out fidget has to work early in the morning. I took an exceedrin PM that oddly sobered me up and I'm not tired at all. . so I'm chatting with friends online. Today tried my patients with other human beings. I'm scared to travel by my self. IT WAS NOON PEOPLE. I was really upset because I had put some thought into my uber cute outfit only to be mistaken for a prostitute.
It upsets me to my very core that this happened today, I am shaken from it even still and DO NOT TRUST STRANGERS in the slightest. I question my sense of fashion... Why does this kind of shit always happen to me?