mistoferin
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Being stood up is easy to recover from, but by the same token..some things can't be. Be safe..be here tomorrow. I have noticed alot of posts recently about first time meets. I think that you have brought up some excellent points. It is not only the newbies that fall prey to the online players and abusers. We all have to keep our guard up. I would like to relate an experience I had about 2 and a half years ago. Yes, these things can happen even to those of us who have been here awhile. I met a man online who contacted me from a message board list for a local munch group. The whole "online" thing was very, very new to me at the time and I had never met anyone in such a way. We swapped emails for a couple of weeks and chatted a few times on an instant messenger type medium. I was very impressed by his manners and his intelligence. He was extremely articulate and seemed to have all of the right responses. One day he asked if I would be attending the next munch which was a few days away. I hadn't planned on it as I had not done much within the community since my ex and I had split a year earlier. After giving it some thought, the idea began to appeal to me a bit more and I really did miss old friends who I had not seen in some time. I told him that I would be attending and he asked if he might escort me. He wanted to pick me up at my home, which I was just too uncomfortable with. I decided that I would meet him first at a local restaurant/bar that I had played pool for in their league as people there would know me. If all went well and I felt comfortable I would go from there with him. I had several friends who knew exactly what my plans were and who I was meeting. I was to meet them later at the munch. Upon my arrival at the restaurant, I walked in and saw him seated at a booth. As I headed to the booth, the waitress(who knew me) greeted me and followed me over to take my drink order. I ordered a coke. When she left the table I looked across to the gentleman and met his eyes. It was in that exact instant that I KNEW that something was very seriously amiss with this man. I can not explain it other than to say that it seemed as though there was nothing human behind his eyes. I tried to maintain my composure and chit chatted, small talk with him, although the conversation was purely one sided and he seemed to be making no attempts to connect with me other than to stare. The whole time my mind was racing and feeling as though I needed to get away. After about 15 minutes I could take no more. I very politely told him that I did not think that the two of us were a good match and I thanked him profusely for his time in coming out to meet me. I told him that I was sorry but that I just thought it best that we go our seperate ways. He never responded in any way. I stood up to leave and he grabbed my forearm.....HARD, hard enough that I had bruises after. I looked at him and told him to please let go of me. He just stared. I took a glance around the bar to assess where help might be located. I once again looked at him and told him that I really thought that it would be in his best interest to let go of me....NOW! He released my arm and I hurriedly left. I was shaking like crazy when I got in my car. I took off down the road, chastising myself for doing something so crazy as to meet a complete stranger that way....and thanking God that I was away from him. Then almost immediately, I also started to downplay it in my mind. Maybe I had taken him wrong, misunderstood, overreacted. I came to the end of the street where it ended at a T intersection. The road in front of me was a two way highway. There was a truck coming from my left and I was waiting for him to pass so I could make my right hand turn. The next thing I remember is being in the middle of the highway. I wasn't sure how I had goten there and panicked as I saw cars trying to avoid me. I threw my car in reverse and as I went to back up I realized there was a car behind me that was pretty well totalled. I thought, MY God there's been an accident!. I jumped out of my car to run back to see if everyone was ok. To my surprise, it was the gentleman from the restaurant. He looked at me and said "I'm sorry I hit you". At this point I did not realize I had even been involved in the accident. I looked over at my car and realized that yes indeed, I had been struck. He tried very hard to persuade me not to involve the police. I am very glad I insisted. He stood over me as I tried to talk to the police officer. I was scared to death. The police officer got in his car to run our licenses. The gentleman stood next to me telling me under his breath not to dare say anything to that cop about having known him in any way. All I wanted was to leave. The cop came back and told me that since my vehicle was driveable and I had refused treatment(dumb move) that I was free to go. I went to the munch to meet my friends....very shook up. Thank goodness I was with people who knew me well enough to realize that something was wrong with me and insisted on taking me to the hospital. It ended up that I had what they called a coo-counter-coo injury. Kind of like shaken baby syndrome. The force of the crash had caused my brain to drive forward and hit my skull in the front....and then back and hit my skull in the back....causing a double concussion. It also tore the muscles and ligaments in my neck. I was off of work in quite a bad way for the next month. I did call the officer back and explain things to him. He said they estimated the man's speed at 45mph(in a 25 mph zone), while I was sitting still at the stop sign. I thank God every day that I made it through it ok and that I had the sense enough to listen to my intuitions and not get into that man's car. I shudder to think what my fate may have been.
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Peace and light, ~erin~ There are no victims here...only volunteers. When you make a habit of playing on the tracks, you thereby forfeit the right to bitch when you get hit by a train. "I did it! I admit it and I'm gonna do it again!"
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