Escapee

I took my last dog Finlay out during a rain storm and there was a man walking out of the field behind my condo and right into my driveway and he was bare foot and wearing a hospital grown he walked right passed me then turned around for a second and we made eyes contact . Then I realize the guy must had escape from the hospital while waiting a psych evaluation .
I ran into my house and called 911 and the cop told me to stay inside and not go until they got there . About 4 cops cars came and I went outside to tell then which was the guy was heading. The guy did escape while waiting for a psych evaluation . I told one of woman neighbor about this and she was freaking out , it was good thing she was not outside or she might had passed out .
 
You were supposed to strike up an intelligible conversation..

Grrraaaaaaaaaa, blah blah blaaaarrrggghhhh, blah grrrraaaaaaaaaa... to keep him occupied till they got there. He was un-armed and harmless.... so they say.
 
You were supposed to strike up an intelligible conversation..

Grrraaaaaaaaaa, blah blah blaaaarrrggghhhh, blah grrrraaaaaaaaaa... to keep him occupied till they got there. He was un-armed and harmless.... so they say.

It was pouring out and I really did not want to go out but my dog had to pee. The cop told to me stay inside so I guess thy did not know if was harmless or. The guy did look more worried than anything , I felt bad for him . Being mentally ill does not mean a person is dumb
 
When I was going to art school my bus change over stop was right in front of the place and we had mentals waiting for the bus as well. One day coming home, there was some greaser ( guy with greasy hair) waiting for the next bus too. I had a boom box I listened to ( and were allowed to bring/play music in class) so he started asking me about the radio in a calm voice, as I was explaining, he bursts out really loud and started laughing talking about he had a $2 transitor radio from radio shack and doing some voodoo dance.... I walked to the next stop...lol
 
When I was going to art school my bus change over stop was right in front of the place and we had mentals waiting for the bus as well. One day coming home, there was some greaser ( guy with greasy hair) waiting for the next bus too. I had a boom box I listened to ( and were allowed to bring/play music in class) so he started asking me about the radio in a calm voice, as I was explaining, he bursts out really loud and started laughing talking about he had a $2 transitor radio from radio shack and doing some voodoo dance.... I walked to the next stop...lol

I grew up when guys wore greasy hair.
 
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