About a month ago, one of the girls at the other restaurant got jumped - in the morning. All the guys got sooo mad, like "I'm-gonna-kill-him" mad, which is understandable. New Orleans is not safe. I've gotten that vibe since I got here and I've taken every precaution to make sure that I'm as safe as can be.
Having a bike is a definite plus. If someone comes at me, I can get away quickly. I didn't bring any valuables here with me and I don't carry a lot of cash. I keep aware at all times and will defend myself if necessary.
One of my co-workers was kind enough to get me some pepper spray after the recent incident. I was actually pretty excited to have it when I was riding home yesterday after a long night of work.
Is it bad that I wanted to test it out on some random, unsuspecting person? Haha! Well, I didn't. But I was certainly tempted to! I love pushing buttons and this one looks fun.
3 comments:
Good girl!
You have my permission to try it on me if...I mean, WHEN...it goes unused after your stint in New Orleans.
ooh do I really want to? Guess I should take advantage of this once in a lifetime opportunity to spray my brother ;)
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