boys and girls, want to hear a true story
Jul. 31st, 2002 02:14 pmNow that I am no longer starving, having had lunch with
aardwolf and
yakko7178 and one of our old friends, I can form enough coherent thoughts to post.
jessecho's post about the potential flasher in her neighborhood reminded me of something that happened to me a year or two ago.
Almost every spree of crimes and misdemeanors at U of M in the last 5 years has involved people asking for directions. The most famous of these criminals was The Flasher. He traumatized female students by asking them for directions, then flashing them when they came close to the car. I don't know how his reign of terror lasted as long as it did, since the cop-to-student ratio on campus is absurdly high, but for several months, he was infamous. Everybody was on alert. Everybody was wondering when he would appear next.
One day I was taking a walk around the periphery of campus, and a car stopped in the street, next to me. A man stuck his head out the window and asked me where the campus school was, and I completely panicked. "That way," I said, waving, and actually ran away. I saw the poor guy looking after me with a bewildered face. I felt bad, because he was probably totally harmless. But I had to be safe. :)
Maybe you just had to be there. :)
Almost every spree of crimes and misdemeanors at U of M in the last 5 years has involved people asking for directions. The most famous of these criminals was The Flasher. He traumatized female students by asking them for directions, then flashing them when they came close to the car. I don't know how his reign of terror lasted as long as it did, since the cop-to-student ratio on campus is absurdly high, but for several months, he was infamous. Everybody was on alert. Everybody was wondering when he would appear next.
One day I was taking a walk around the periphery of campus, and a car stopped in the street, next to me. A man stuck his head out the window and asked me where the campus school was, and I completely panicked. "That way," I said, waving, and actually ran away. I saw the poor guy looking after me with a bewildered face. I felt bad, because he was probably totally harmless. But I had to be safe. :)
Maybe you just had to be there. :)