Thursday, June 14, 2007

A good note to finish the night on...not

I've just drove home from a friends house, it's late, about 11:45pm and the streets are dark and rainy. I pull into my drive and just before I turn the engine off I see something out of the corner of my eye. I turn my head, a drunken chav is standing by my car window, looking in at me. My heart starts to race. He mouths something at me, but there is no way I'm opening my car window. My laptop is in the front seat with me along with my mobile and my cash cards in my bag, and my town is known for its' scally, inbred inhabitants who cause trouble for kicks. He speaks again and steps closer to the car. At a loss for what to do, I shrug. He straightens up, nods at me as if to say, "ok then" and staggers off down the street after some other drunken blokes. I wait until they are further down the street before I grab my stuff and cautiously head into the house, my heart still pounding and my hands shaking.

That brings me up to now, I'm safe and sitting in my warm bedroom. I'm eating Lindt chocolates to ward off my shakiness (it's just what the doctor ordered). And above all I feel a bit of a prat because after going into complete "flight or flight" mode the drunken chav seemed to only want directions. Still you can't be too careful I suppose...

6 comments:

Jo said...

Better safe than sorry! Nobody should ask for directions from single girls that late at night. Glad you're ok.

KindaBlue said...

Living as I do in the scally capital of southern England, I can sympathise entirely. Not a pleasant thing to happen, especially if you're not sure what's going on.

the domestic minx said...

Oh that is horrible...
Unpleasant and unsettling for a young and lovely single girl...

Happy to hear you are alright.
Those chocolates will do the trick!

xx

Lola Cherry Cola said...

Thanks all for your comments and well-wishes. I'm having a giggle about it now, but I'm sure if it ever happened again I'd do exactly the same thing.

thethinker said...

I would have been scared too. You can never be too careful.

Mosher said...

Nope, you can't be too careful. My car was surrounded by five of the filth when I reported one of their mates to the police for beating his girlfriend up. That was in broad daylight with neighhours watching. I can only imagine what it would be like with even one of them drooling at me, drunk and at night.

Glad you're ok!

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