A Rogue By Any Other Name

roastytoasty on March 4, 2010

Sometimes when I walk home from a night on the town, I see the ominous silhouette of a chap walking towards me. Instantly I’m like a cat in ‘arched back’ battle mode and I walk along working out attack, defend and evade strategies (this goes double for groups of chaps – I’ll go so far as to switch to the other side of the road for groups of chaps).

There is a tense moment as two potentially lethal strangers pass each other by (when any of those strategies may need to be deployed in an instant) and then like two xenophobic ships in the night, we continue on our respective journeys. I breathe a sigh of relief and scoff at myself for over-reacting over everyday scenarios. It makes me smile to think that the chap also walks off thinking the exact same thing.

and then I ninja him upside his face.