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Creepy Encounter.
10 years ago
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Walking out to my car after work and a large truck pulled up along side me asking me about what building was what. I tell him, we start conversing about things and slowly things went to the religious. Telling by the guys accent and him saying he was from Texas, I figured it was a good idea not to tell him I was an atheist. Though we talked about the rapture, bible an other things. He bashed Obama... while I don't like any politicians it was predictable on what he was saying. However it went to the point in which he started talking about how Obama was trying to give the country to the Muslims and that Mohammad was a War Monger. Security stopped by and told him where he could park and sleep for the night and I wished I took that moment to run away to my car and burn rubber out of there.
And then things started getting creepy. He gets out of his truck and starts telling stories about how people who did bad things or made him mad had bad things happen to them. Such as one guy getting flesh eating bacteria on his ball sac is one of the examples of stories I had to endure. At this point I kept looking longingly at my car trying to figure out how I could diplomatically withdraw from the conversation. I'm getting more uncomfortable with him, he points to my shirt which has a dragon head on it and tells me satan's form or something like that is dragon. Then of course asked me if any family had died recently, then asked me if I hear them. At one point pointed up to the moon and said that is how father is watching us. The KKK was mentioned at one point... At this point I'm barely paying attention, still trying to figure out how to get away from this guy. After an 1 and a half I manage to get an opening and we departed ways.
What the fuck did I just go through...
And then things started getting creepy. He gets out of his truck and starts telling stories about how people who did bad things or made him mad had bad things happen to them. Such as one guy getting flesh eating bacteria on his ball sac is one of the examples of stories I had to endure. At this point I kept looking longingly at my car trying to figure out how I could diplomatically withdraw from the conversation. I'm getting more uncomfortable with him, he points to my shirt which has a dragon head on it and tells me satan's form or something like that is dragon. Then of course asked me if any family had died recently, then asked me if I hear them. At one point pointed up to the moon and said that is how father is watching us. The KKK was mentioned at one point... At this point I'm barely paying attention, still trying to figure out how to get away from this guy. After an 1 and a half I manage to get an opening and we departed ways.
What the fuck did I just go through...
Most likely the sumbitch is just angsty over the fact that white skin and a penis are no longer job requirements in America and is trolling around in search of someone who will say "Oh yes, you're absolutely right" and feed into his delusions.
I encounter plenty of those sacks of shit here in Las Vegas. And it's been my experience that the vast majority of them are not only cowards, but will actually start bawling their eyes out and acting like they're the victim if you get even remotely forceful back at them.
My advice, should this happen again, would be to make a B-line right for security and stay in their presence until he leaves (don't even give him the luxury of seeing what car you're getting in). Security, if they are worth their salt, will understand your concern, and he won't pull jack shit in the presence of anyone capable of actually doing something about it.
If he pesters you go to security
Glad to see nothing too serious happened.
And I'm into vore also. While it is certainly strange (as most fetishes are), we are fortunately capable of realizing it as a fantasy and not as an actual urge to place ourselves in danger. Dreaming doesn't hurt anyone, lol.
He was just programed and brought up this way, not really his fault. Just that when people reason in the ways he does it does get scary.
I had some random guy stop me in the street and starting talking about how the town was vindictive and talking about how it was inspiring him about a cartoon character based on it who was a rotten spud (potato) (this was in Southern Ireland).
I had my body turned sideways as well as one hand cupping my elbow with the other hand under my chin as if contemplating, in fact I had my body turned to the side to be a smaller target and my arms up to defend my head and chest if the need arise, he left after a while at least :,T
XD
And to the shirts, hehehe I wear a lot of "fun shirts" latetly with text like "fuck hell I will go to walhalla" ajd stuffs like that. Or i'm waering my metal bandshirts wich arent better suited for viewing them to hardlining religious ppl. XD
"I'm sorry, but I have an appointment I need to keep. Have a nice day!"
Or: "I gotta go. My babysitter charges by the minute!"
Or: "My boss is gonna fire me if I'm late again!"
Or: "I gotta let my dog out of the house or I'm gonna have a nasty mess to clean up!"
Or: "You're freakin' crazy; I'm outta here!"
My other problem is that I'm not really good at being a good conversationalist.