You know where are settling into summer when I theatened with being clubbed to death by a passerby.
As I’m walking back from dropping off my rent check I’m walking up Clark. Minding my own business. Don’t you make eye contact at people as you pass them?
What the fuck was that look for?
This tall older guy with a weathered face, deep blue eyes and a cane said. I took off my headset and ask:
He shot back:
That look! You looked at me and grimaced. What the fuck was that? That fucking look! You little asshole. I ought to fucking club you, you little asshole!
He want on for a bit how awful I was and how he wanted to club me with his cane. Finally he was done and I continued my walk home.
I guess I should feel completion – I haven’t been theatened since those 2 idiots threw beer cans at Ron and I.