the Dalaverse

Apparently I missed an interesting Monday at work. Patty just came in to tell me to be aware because she almost got attacked on the elevator yesterday. There was this guy who gave her a creepy feeling right off, when she got on down at ground level with a bunch of other people after taking a walk. Everyone presses the buttons for their floors except for this guy - he waits until the next-to-last person gets off on Floor 11, then presses the button for Floor 16 (we are on 17). He sort of moves up closer to Patty and she says this:

"Look, I don't know what you have in mind, but I will take you down."

Given that Patty is about six feet tall and very solidly built (fit, but SOLID), and the guy was fairly short, it was not exactly an empty threat.

At the sixteenth floor, the guy babbles "Sorry, sorry!" and runs off, taking the stairs back down. (As she was telling me the story, she muttered, "He's lucky he got away, because he would've been part of the elevator when I was done with him"). They called the cops and the chief of police came up to do that asshole skeptical routine (we're right next to the county courthouse), but they did catch the guy and he's banned from the building. Dunno if he had a record, Patty didn't say.

Anyway. Some people are just creepy but others turn out to be actual criminals, and I don't think there's any such thing as too safe. Y'all should read Gavin de Becker's The Gift of Fear, it's excellent.