Things To Think About Before Trusting Other People You Do Not Know

By Samuel O Shotsey


I like to keep my womanly charms up. I come from a people-loving family so I possess a friendly personality. However being sociable doesn't always lead to good relationships.

An undesirable experience showed me to never be too trusting. That occurrence trained me to arm myself with a Hottie stun gun. This is a pink stun gun, that my mother offered me for my own birthday. She's been selling self-defense devices actively ever since then.
The incident took place about last year. A childhood pal introduced me to this person whom she met at a neighborhood fundraiser. Seeing that we had several things in common, she encouraged us to go on a date.

I agreed. I never ever yield to first impressions but I really felt awkward that moment. The guy was all about himself: egotistic and also self-centered. And that was only the tip of the iceberg.

He inquired about my work, where I work as well as resided. I made certain not to provide too much information. Had it been with someone else, I would have rattled on with regards to my life and what I desired to achieve five years from then.

This guy had too much to drink that night, a lot more than what a common date should have. I hesitated the moment he asked to walk me home but since it was still a bit early in the night, I said yes.

Before I was even able to bid him good night (and good riddance), his hands were all over me. I felt scared as well as weak. Only a concerned person who heard me calling for assistance was able to prevent me from becoming violated a lot more.

I made a mental note to be a good judge of a person's character. If I got a time machine, I would bring maybe a 5 million-volt Runt stun gun in pink with me and go back to that evening. At this point, anytime I meet new individuals,
This guy had too much to drink that night, a lot more than what a common date should have. I hesitated the moment he asked to walk me home but since it was still a bit early in the night, I said yes.

Before I was even able to bid him good night (and good riddance), his hands were all over me. I felt scared as well as weak. Only a concerned person who heard me calling for assistance was able to prevent me from becoming violated a lot more.

I made a mental note to be a good judge of a person's character. If I got a time machine, I would bring maybe a 5 million-volt Runt stun gun in pink with me and go back to that evening. At this point, anytime I meet new individuals, I instinctively check to find out if I have my own pink stun gun in my bag.




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