...and just minding her own business.
I got into my car after shooting all night. I check the dash, key in ignition, etc. Some dude is knocking on my car window. He doesn't move. he keeps knocking. I roll down the window by one inch. I thought maybe he worked there and had to tell me to pull out carefully, following the guy with the orange flaggers or what not. wrong. he's just some random dude trying to talk to me and NOT MOVING AWAY FROM MY CAR.
I fling the car door open. Pretty much onto him. He backs off slightly. I GET OUT OF MY CAR and DART TOWARDS HIM. he's backing away. By this time, I'm yelling, making sure I make a scene so security or someone hears/sees me. I'm yelling, "NEVER APPROACH A GIRL BECAUSE SHE'S BY HERSELF AT NIGHT. NEVER!!!!!!"
He's back peddling and trying to explain himself. Then his friends jump in and tell me I'm a whore because I drive an Audi. Um, I drove an Audi before I was a whore, folks. I keep darting twds ALL FIVE GUYS repeating, "NEVER APPROACH A GIRL AT NIGHT JUST BECAUSE SHE"S ALONE."
The original guy who approached me lunges forward. I punch him in the jaw. His friends hold him back. Now all guys are telling me I'm a huge whore who needs to mind my business.
MIND MY BUSINESS?!!!!!
When a girl is just trying to get in her car and drive away like everyone else, but is being interrupted just because she is female and alone, IT IS EVERYONE'S BUSINESS.
EVERYONE'S.
Naturally, the valet guys operating the lot this occurred in on Schraeder/Hollywood Blvd just stood there like schleps as if they were watching this on television instead of real life.
I will never park in this lot again. You will never see my money again.
Sure, this may happen again at another lot, another time in life, but I WILL ALWAYS CAUSE A SCENE.
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"What I do know is that if Karen Carpenter and Mama Cass Elliot had shared that sandwich they'd both be alive today." -Michael K