Fighting Crazy With Crazy, Part 3
I work in a pharmacy in a large grocery store. I am speaking to one of my coworkers about how uncomfortable some of the men who come to the pharmacy counter make me feel. They often call me pretty, try to touch me, or ask me when I’m leaving.
Coworker: “You know, you’re pretty small, but if you can’t physically beat a man, you can always out-crazy him.”
Later, I am taking the trash out. In order to do so, I have to go into the back of the store which is usually empty of people. As I’m putting the trash into the bins, a man approaches me.
Creepy Guy: “What’s a girl like you doing back here all by yourself? You know there’s no camera back here, right?”
Remembering my coworker’s advice, I put my hands up like a cat and hissed at him.
He didn’t seem scared, but he did back up. He also now refuses service from me.
“If you can’t physically beat a man, you can always out-crazy him” was and still is some of the best advice I have ever received.
Related:
Fighting Crazy With Crazy, Part 2
Fighting Crazy With Crazy