Mood:
spaceyOkay, today was a strange day as far as harassment and inappropriate behavior go. It begins with a very strange dream I had just before I woke up this morning. I dreamed that I was at the bus stop near a local ghetto-folk infested mall and I was robbed of my purse at the bus stop. There were two robbers and they both were heavy set and looked to be either mestizos or biracial (mestizo mixed with black). It was terrifiying. I didn't get a good look at the face as it was dark outside in my dream (it's winter and you know how the sun starts setting at like 4:04 in the afternoon). The only reason they didn't get my cellphone is because I had taken it out of my purse to call the police as I saw them advancing upon me. Right before that dream, I had had another dream of a black man harassing me on the bus poking at me and jeering at me as if he were a middle schooler. Those dreams were terrifying and I woke up in a cold sweat. What a way to start the day! I don't know if I even should call those dreams dreams....they were more like premonitions. I think that maybe God or some sort of Spirit is trying to tell me something as I rarely dream that vividly and rarely in such detail. I mean I can still see those men now. I also do not dream that close to waking up. I think I was allowed to see what I saw so close to waking up so that I could remember it and beware. I am not even what you would call a religious person and whenever someone starts speaking of signs, I'm like "um, sure". But now, I don't know....no way can I dismiss those premonitions....they were too real and they were about a mall that I frequent a lot.
Anyhow, I was at the bus stop today (no this wasn't a dream) and as I was walking to the stop, I saw a middle aged black man in the parking lot near the bus stop leaning on a car and talking to someone in the car. As I was coming, he just stopped and stared as if I were walking down the street in a bikini or an evening gown! I had on a past butt length jacket, black pants and was wearing a ponytail and sunglasses. I looked at the coon as mean as I could and proceeded to wait for the bus. I had on my headphones so that he wouldn't try to talk shit. About a minute after I got to the stop, my friend Corey came to the stop. Corey is huge and he is half black, half Native American, young enough to be this monkey's son and most importantly, respectful of women. The coon promptly stopped leering. As the coon was leaving, he had his car windown open and pulled near me and was looking dead at me as if to say something out of the way but he looked at Corey and just drove off. Boy was I glad Corey was there or that monkey would have tried something for certain!
Also, after I got to my destination, I was walking through the parking lot and there was a thin 20 something monkey in a car who kept waving at me like was some sort of dog or toddler. He probably would have made some dumb comments but I was too far away and his car window was up. He kept trying to get my attention and I just turned around and kept staring at him like I thought he was crazy and then he just left.
Today has been a strange day on the coonery and buffoonery front. Strange indeed....
