Odd day today. When it rains it pours kind of day.
I had to get to the grocery store in a hurry and get back, as I was driving the most reliable of 4 vehicles in my possession. One is in NC, one is a classic and I suspect needs a new battery, one has 100,000+miles on it and got a flat yesterday. The last is my Dad's trusty Buick. 2 of these are easy fixes, but it's the time thing. Max has to get to work, so I dashed out to get supplies.
WELL.
There are 3 ways to get down the hill, one is headed backwards, two forward. Both of those are hilly. I picked the closest and more level of the two. Forward.
As I'm driving past the closest street down, I see a van parked, and two women that have a hold of each other by the shoulder. They are about to throw down, and are shouting.
There's a widely quoted philosophy to not get involved. That's just not me. Here's the thing, if you don't take the time to step in, everyone else will just stand by and watch. This was about to turn bad. I'm not going to stand by.
I'm not a fool. I'm driving a car, the altercation was on the the passenger side. I do understand the concept of reach of punches. I have metal and distance between me and two very fired up women.
I stopped, rolled the window down, and said "LADIES, stop, please stop...
Both of them are bigger than me, so I stay in the car.
They hear me, and both bodies are suddenly slammed against my car. They are now in my open window struggling furiously. The right rearview mirror goes wonky.
"STOP"!!. Stop. CALM DOWN. One of them does, as much as she can. She goes into the physical mode of "I'm not going to retaliate, I'm just going to attempt to defend".
Female #2, is so fired up that she has female #1 down across the border of my car window will not let up.
There is no blood, this was a hair pulling, ear pulling evenly matched struggle...
Female #1 sees "The Club" on my passenger seat. Thank God for my quick reflexes. She had a hold of it, and I don't blame her, she needed to get that chick off of her, still, I said "NOOO" and grabbed it and tossed it into the back seat.
More struggling, and the B word being tossed around a lot.
To my left I finally see neighbors approaching. Among them, two guys of some size. I nod, and mouth, "Can you help?
They do, one on each side. It calmed quickly. I rolled up the windows and caught one of the guy's eyes and nodded again, went about my business then. Shopping. Right.
I did my shopping in record time, due to the adrenalin. This could have gone much worse. I guess the moral of the story is that you shouldn't turn a blind eye, don't disregard you're safety, but step in for God's sakes when you think you can.
