I had a panhandler approach me in Berzerkely one fine morning while I was sitting on a bench eating breakfast. That is just about the worst time to bother me. I had a mouthful, so I gestured him away with a flick of the hand. Well that, apparently, was just about the worst way to deny him.
We did not engage in fisticuffs. But he threatened me by brandishing a bottle. And I responded by tensing up like an offensive lineman, ready to uncoil my whole body into a shove that would have lifted him right off the sidewalk and propelled him into the street. But none of that happened.
I'd say you handled it better.
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We did not engage in fisticuffs. But he threatened me by brandishing a bottle. And I responded by tensing up like an offensive lineman, ready to uncoil my whole body into a shove that would have lifted him right off the sidewalk and propelled him into the street. But none of that happened.
I'd say you handled it better.
- mark 2-11-2010 8:59 am