Getting the Mail
Another post!
The other day I decided to go get the mail. Not a big deal, nothing too uncommon but just something that I wanted to do. I walked down to our mailbox in our complex and opened up our mailbox. Nothing weird or uncommon to speak of… the only funny thing was when a black SUV Porsche with tinted windows pulled up beside me and rolled down it’s passenger side window. There was a guy talking to me in a language I could not understand… & his girlfriend kept saying “just go, just go! leave him alone!”
Again being polite I tried to understand him incase he was asking for directions or something. He said whatever he said again in some foreign language and yet again his girlfriend or his female companion again told him to leave & to drive and just leave me alone. Odd.
They left down a dead end and started to turn around during which time I finished getting the mail and closed the mailbox turning around to go back to the condo. At this point the Porsche turned around and the guy rolled down the driver side window this time. He looked directly at me and said “if you look at this car again I am going to come over there and F*** you up. I just looked the other way and walked onward. Again, obviously looking for confrontation he shouted out “Yeah you better keep walking! You better not turnaround either or I will come over and F*ing mess you up you little Mother F***er.”
I wanted to grab his license plate but I would have needed to go back and jot it down and by the time I thought of it he squealed his tires out of the place. I don’t know why some people insist on being that way. It doesn’t matter if I am in California, Oregon or anywhere for that matter. You can happen in a small village or in a big city. I just don’t understand why some people insist on trying to cause trouble. Even if I were buff or knew martial arts how do I know what this guy has in his vehicle? A weapon? Who knows what!
It’s not worth the risk even if you can take care of yourself being big and muscular or knowing how to do martial arts or being with a group of people. It’s just the idea that you never know what anyone going to do. It bothers me. I wasn’t doing anything. I’ve had this happen before in other places I’ve lived when again, I wasn’t doing anything and yet there happen to be people who are looking to start something. Whether it’s walking down the streets of Portland and having to look the other way because you know there is a group of people looking to start something or whether it’s just walking around in some rural area knowing that all you need to do is look at someone the wrong way and they are packing heat.
It’s things on all sorts of different levels and yet it bothers me on all different levels. Not sure what else to say… I just felt the need to blog this as it has been bothering me and on my mind a bit.
As if I didn’t have enough bothering me with not being able to find an apartment, the stresses of the possibility of a new job in a new location… & the list endlessly goes on.
[(Philippians 4:13)]Until next time,
just Pray.