I was out walking in my neighborhood today, and as I round the corner from our building, this homeless guy is walking in my direction on the sidewalk. I can tell he's looking at me. When we get within normal smile-at-a-stranger-length, I look him in the eye and smile at him. I think I said hello. This is the exact same thing I would do to any human I encounter on the sidewalk who I'm aware is looking at me. His response is to stick out his left arm like a chicken wing to jostle me as he passes me, which knocks me off balance and pushes me. He then says, "Ooooooops". Yeah, because that was an accident. Mind you there was plenty of room on the side walk for both of us to pass, so no reason to push me out of the way.
So, I continue on, don't respond and don't look back. Just keep going and pretend it didn't happen. Well, he must have noticed I was holding my phone because two or three seconds later I hear him shouting at me (while running toward me), "Hey, I need to use your phone. Can I pay you a dollar to use your phone? I need to call me sister." He runs after me, and so now I'm forced to have to engage with this man who just elbow-jabbed me and pushed me - which I apparently deserved for treating him like a human being and looking him in the eye and smiling at him.
He tries to tell me that he hurt his foot because he "got jumped on" last night and he needs his medication for his foot, and thus needs to call his sister. So I ask him what the medication is "because I'm a nurse" (letting him know he better come up with something legit, because I'm going to know if he's lying to me). His response is to not know what the medication is and to show me his foot, which appears to be perfectly fine - especially if he hurt it last night. Anyway, I tell him I'll call his sister for him. He then proceeds to stutter around three different phone numbers. He then skates on the situation because he can see he's getting no where with me and now other people are on the street and they're paying attention to what's going on.
A dog walked by right before he peaced-out and starting growling at him too.
Anyway, the reason I AM SO MAD is because who the F@CK pushes a pregnant woman and then chases her down for her phone???? I am not anti-homeless either. Much of the population at the clinic I work at is transient. Most of them are good people with complicated situations. I get that there's a lot of mental illness that goes into being homeless (not mention a lot of other problems that are stacked against homeless people). But I felt like what he did was just wrong. Normally (in a non-pregnant state), I think I would have just gone on my way and felt very "whatever" about that situation, but something about today made me want to punch him in the throat. I was so angry when he left that I was shaking. I wasn't scared, I was MAD.
Anyway, thought I'd share. Has anyone else felt more protective of themselves since becoming pregnant? I mean, the rage I felt was pretty crazy (for me). I'm usually so mellow.
Re: I am SO MAD. NPGR - sorry if unnecessary.
That said, I would have been livid in your shoes. You were very patient and that's commendable. I think we are more aware of dangers that affect us because they affect our babies now, too. I had 1 fear before DS was born but now I question how safe everything is for me because my health and safety directly relates to my son's safety and happiness. Now, my poor dog gets scolded everyone she gets jumpy and playful around me because her tail alone has left welts on me from her excitement.
I imagine how I would have reacted if that happened to me while I was walking down a street with DS and I felt like he was in a potentially dangerous situation...he wouldn't have gotten a scene, it would've been a full broadway musical. At least you're safe and know that your cable of throwing down to protect your LO if you had too. Good job!
Married 9/10/11 * BFP 6/9/14 * EDD 1/25/15