Hitchhikers: Y or N? — and WOOTW#59

This is me holding the giant circus mallet that I made.  What’s if for?  All kinds of stuff.  Like that one thing I’m doing in the video below.

Last Sunday I was out running errands in my truck and a nondescript lady  who seemed to pushing 60 years of age flagged me down in the Starbucks parking lot.  I pulled over and rolled down the window a crack.

“Can you give me a ride home?  It’s only a mile or so,” she asked.

“Ma’am, are you alright?  Can I call someone for you?” I replied.

“No, I’m fine, thank you.  My car broke down and I had it towed.  I just need a ride, that’s all.”

I couldn’t imagine a tow truck driver not offering a ride to a gray-haired lady, and something about the situation seemed…off.  I didn’t exactly get a danger vibe from her, I just sensed she was being less than truthful.  And her entire aspect seemed strange, like a character from Twin Peaks or maybe like a pod person from Invasion of the Body Snatchers.

“I’m sorry ma’am, but I don’t think that would be a safe idea for either one of us,” I said.  “Do you?”

“Never mind, that’s fine, I understand, I’ll ask someone else,” she said.  She turned around and walked down the sidewalk before I could say anything else.  I sat there with my jaw hanging open and watched her approach another man getting out of a minivan.  Another car pulled up behind me and I realized I was holding up traffic, so I went on with my business.

I still feel weird about the entire thing.  I mean, I’m trying to be the best person I can be.  What kind of person doesn’t give a lady a ride?  And yet my self-defense radar was pinging like a cash register on Black Friday.

What do you think?  Should I have given her a ride?  Or was I right to say “no”?

And now for…

Cabal Fang Workout of the Week #59

  • Start with 100 Sledgehammer Double Wristlocks per side (see video below).
  • Then cover 2 miles as fast as you can.  Walk, jog, run, sprint, or any combination thereof.  Just get there.

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