My OH and I had to go to the dentist. I dropped him off and went to park the car. As I was walking to the dentist's office, there was a man with two women and three dogs. He had two of the dogs, pit bulls, fighting. One was much larger than the other and the smaller one was yelping and obviously terrified. I gave a dirty look as I walked past and thought, I cannot just walk past this. It is cruel.
So, I said to the man, 'Stop the dogs from fighting. This is awful and distressful!' He told me to mind my business. I said since he is in public it is my business. He pointed to my belly and said that me walking past him 'with that' is distressful (idiot probably had no clue what he was talking about). I said, 'What, being 8 months pregnant?' One of his female friends was saying the dogs were just playing. I told her that they were not playing, but were being coerced to fight. The man told me to f*ck off. I told him to f*ck off and he said, 'Ok, I will f*ck off!' And I told him, 'Good, then go.' And to my surprise, he went to leave.
As I walked away, he said barely loud enough for me to hear that I needed a boyfriend. I turned and said I had a fiance and he is the one who needed a boyfriend. I almost added - because you act like such a c*nt that you probably need a good rogering. But, I decided to call the police instead. No point in arguing with someone that proves natural selection does not always work. It would have gone way over his head.
To my shock, as I am on the phone with the police, two officers come by and I pointed out the direction where the man went and gave a description. At the same time two police cars came with sirens and started searching for him. The foot police came back and told me they know who he is and will be dealing with him.
I have to say my faith in the police in London is a bit more restored and there are a lot more around lately. Hmmm....maybe the tide is changing?
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