Travis J. (_rooster_) wrote in my_fake_lj,
Travis J.
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Wrong Place. Wrong Time.

This is my first post to MFLJ. So now on with my life.

Yesterday on my drive to work some guy was standing in the cross-walk staring off into space. As I approached I honked hoping he would get the hint and get out of the way. He didn't. I hit the brakes. Luckily I didn't hit him. I got out of my car to see if the man was ok or drunk or whatever. As I approached I noticed it wasn't a man. It was a woman in a trench-coat and fedora[hat]. She kept mumbling something. I asked her if she was ok. She turned and looked at me. She looked like she was gonna cry. I asked her again "Are you ok?". She started to scream at me and the look went from crying to pure anger. She swung at me I ducked easily and returned a quick jab to the face. The lady looked stunned for a second before getting into a boxing stance. She even did the whole head bob and weave motion. I almost started to laugh, then she thru a right hook to my ribs. I blocked. About this time three police cars came screeching around the corner. It was like in the movies. The cops drew their guns, took cover behind their car doors. "Sir step away slowly. Walk toward my voice." was the next thing I heard. I wasn't about to argue. As I started to move toward the officer, three more tackled the lady. To make a long story short. The lady was the state welterweight boxing champion 3 years running. Six months ago she failed a piss test. Not only did she lose her title but lost her house, her fiance left her and took their kid. Apparently she was high on meth when I found her.


Till next time,
-Rooster
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