Wednesday, May 1, 2013
My "Special" Present from homeless guy
I got off work a half hour early on Monday. I decided to go on a joy ride on my bike down the Riverside nature trail I talk about so much. This time I went a different direction on the trail than my usual route. Needless to say, from now on I will stick to the path I know I like.
I had been going along for a while. There were lots of people around in front and behind me. It felt like a very public and populated place, so I was not on very high alert to scary people.
Only about 2 more minutes passed, and I realized he was now riding beside me on his bike. When suddenly the guy reached out and grabbed onto my bike basket. I got scared and instinctively wanted to go into fight mode.
I halted my bike, and my heart was racing. As I clenched my fists and had thoughts racing about how to handle the situation, he threw something into my basket and then kept riding on. My mind was still trying to process everything, when he looked back, smiled, and gave me the peace sign.
When it finally registered with my brain that I was not going to have to fight him, I darted back towards campus as fast as I could. What would have normally taken me 20 minutes, only took about 5 minutes for me to get to Lewis Avenue, which put me right across the street from campus.
It was then that my adrenaline calmed enough for me to wonder what he threw in my basket. I looked around, and found at the bottom, a plastic wrapper, with some green looking leafy stuff... It was marijuana.
I threw it out as fast as I could, not wanting anyone to see me with it, because I was sure they would not believe my story.
When I got back to my room I told my roommate the whole story. "Ha ha," I said, "I was about to fight him. But he just wanted to make my day a little happier."
Thank you mister homeless man, but Jesus is the only drug I need.