Sunday, January 04, 2004
Darn drug addict/ drunkard. To think I had second thoughts about accusing him or wondered if I had imagined matters.. he really did finger my mini skirt's back pocket. He touched me, he tried to pickpocket. I regretted not causing a ruckus with shouts of "Pickpocket!"/ "Molester!" and Wham! Bam! Slam! balloons. But I did not regret ruining his chances by informing his next (potential) victim after me - caught him in the act and matter-of-factly informed the confused guy. K has kindly offered his bodyguard services, which I may take up if it doesn't cost too much.
