Total Stranger, Dealing With His Demons and Self Medication (TSDWHDASM), yelling at pigeon: What did I tell you? Stay off my sidewalk! You got feathers everywhere!
Me, internally: Better give this guy a wide berth.
TSDWHDASM, seeing me and my polo shirt with my companies logo embroidered on it: You work for COMPANY? I used to work for COMPANY! I helped build COMPANY!
TSDWHDASM points at me and starts walking toward me.
Me, walking straight forward and keeping TSDWHDASM in my line of vision: Who, me? Nah, I just got this shirt off a dead guy the other night.
TSDWHDASM, turning back to his pigeon: Did you hear that? Man got his shirt off a dead guy! Let’s get out of here!
I know I shouldn’t mess with the mentally impaired, but I wanted to find a way to deescalate without running. He was starting to move toward me, and because of my destination this afternoon, I had no weapons that I wasn’t born with. This got him to stop what he was doing and do something else, and I got to go on with my business. I call that a win-win.
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Old NFO
/ October 14, 2014Yep, win-win… And de-escalation however accomplished is positive!
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wyowanderer
/ October 15, 2014What, a guy can’t talk to animals? I tell the rabbits to get off my lawn all the time. They don’t comply, but it amuses my neighbor, especially when I do it in my Gran Torino voice.
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daddybear71
/ October 16, 2014This was more of a two way conversation.
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