Life is tough when you’re not “Brad Pitt”
It’s about 90F here in picture perfect Maryland. I am reminded of summertime foods, fruit/vegetable stands on the side of the road, and this topic.
Let me start by setting the stage.
Scenario #1: Try to picture yourself kayaking in open water, its turbulent, you are little nervous. Out of nowhere comes Brad Pitt in his own kayak. He asks, “Ma’am, are you okay? Do you need any help?”
Scenario #2: Try to picture yourself selling fruits and vegetables on a side of the road in some distant foreign country, and you are alone by yourself. Again out of nowhere, here comes Brad Pitt in his fancy sports car. Wind is blowing through his perfect movie star hair and he approaches you to start up a conversation, maybe even a little flirt.
Is there anything wrong with any of these situations? Anything alarming?
Okay, let’s use couple of real examples now.
Example #1: My buddy was kayaking with his sea specific kayak and enjoying a beautiful day on the ocean, taking photos and just absorbing all the natural beauty. Things start getting turbulent, so he starts heading back to shore. He spots a lady in a recreational kayak struggling to get to the shore. He quickly gets to her and asks very politely, “Ma’am, are you okay? Do you need any help?” She instantly lashes out at him! And says, “Stop stalking me, I’m calling the police when I get back!”
Example #2: Around this time of the year, we have influx of Norwegian teenage girls working fruits and vegetable stands near our house, on a side of a small road. Lots of respect goes out to these young ladies for doing such a difficult job when they could be out partying or relaxing. Instead, it’s just her, the stand, & one little umbrella baking under the blistering sun or getting bombarded by rain. So anyway, my wife and I always try to get something from her because it just feels like the right thing to do. One time we are waiting at the 4way intersection, and my wife alarms me about our favorite vegetable girl. She tells me there is something suspicious going on. I look over and there is a silver Prius, fully decorated with all the “standard” Prius bumper stickers on the rear, parked next to the stand. There is a middle aged man trying to have a conversation with the vegetable girl. Wind is gently blowing and his comb-over hair is flying straight up like a sail. Man has thick glasses and looks just like many of the scientists I work with. My wife says the situation is very bad and insists the vegetable girl needs help. She actually pulled out her phone to dial 911 only to find out her phone was dead, as usual…lol. At this point I am in disbelief that my own wife would react this way. I simply told my wife to stop profiling. Just because a guy looks like a creep doesn’t mean he is about to harm her.
I’m actually curious how many phone calls like this go through 911/police. Was my wife overreacting? Did my buddy do the wrong thing by offering help? I never want to be caught in any situation like this, and that’s the reason why I will never ever talk to a stranger woman. For example, if a stranger lady and I are walking toward a same door, I will always throttle back so she gets there first. I don’t want to deal with any complication that may result from holding a door open for a lady.