I was walking home from work one night and had this weird old dude ask if I wanted a ride. I ignored him and kept walking. He put his car back in gear and fucking floored it to get into the driveway I was crossing and almost hit me. Then he was all, "I'm a Jehovah's Witness! This is a really dangerous area of town, you should get in the car and let me give you a ride!" I shouted that he should leave me alone or I'd call the cops. It was directly across the street from a convenience store that always has cops stationed outside it, and none of them even looked over to see what was going on, so I just booked it the rest of the way home. Thankfully, I was only a block away (and I've moved to a better neighborhood since), but now I keep a knife in my purse at all times just in case someone gets too close.
