Enough time with no repercussions has passed that I feel I can safely share this. It happened a few weeks ago.
I had pulled up to a T intersection, waiting for traffic to clear so I could make a left. Traffic was unusually heavy, so I was there for a while. In time, along came a pedestrian. The car behind me meant I couldn’t back up, and the moving wall of vehicles in front of me meant I couldn’t pull forward. Sorry dude, I thought, but you’ll have to walk around me. Nope. He headed straight for me. I thought, Panhandler? Yikes, I thought as he drew closer, is he going to rob me? Are my doors locked? Oh, good. They are. Clunk! He’d walked straight into my car door. A bewildered look crossed his face. Seeming to collect himself, he tried to walk forward again. Clunk! Once again into my door, once again with the bewildered look. I wondered, Insurance scam? Will he claim I hit him? Nope again. Re-collecting himself, this time he successfully walked around the back of my car, found the sidewalk on the other side, and kept going. He appeared unhurt. I suspect he was very, very high on something. Later, when I checked, I saw that my car door bore no evidence of the encounter.
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