Well,I thought my three year break was over...

I thought I was in the free and clear.

I figured- it's been three years- there should be no way it would happen again.

The area isn't dominated by homeless people anymore, there shouldn't be a reason why I would be accosted or chased again.

I
WAS
WRONG.

This morning at 7 am I go out to my car. My carport is in the alley behind the complex. The alley is usually pretty quiet since it has 16th street on one side of it, and that street is really busy. I open up my passenger side door and throw my work bag in. As I am shutting that door, at the end of the alley (about 8 yards away) I hear, " Motha Fucker took all my shit" really loud.
I think ,
" Great- a batshit one- Stay calm, he probably doesn't see you, just go about your business".

Well, he did see me. Stops turns and stares at me and proceeds to scream at me,
" That's right Bitch, I'm gonna put my fist through your fuckin' mouth"
and starts to come at me.

I have no where to go quickly, but in my car. I run to my drivers side door, get in and start it (which automatically locks the doors). He's screaming the whole time charging at me,
"that's right. Bitch…" yada, yada, yada.

He's now at my driver's side window- still yelling and screaming at me and telling me what he's gonna do to me (The schpiel sounds familiar, I am thinking it could be the same guy 6 years ago back on 17th and N- the guy that said he was gonna rape me)

I can't find my cell phone- it's at the bottom of my work bag (it fell out of it's little holder when I tossed my bag in the car)

So I think quickly and hit the panic button on my car alarm. My car alarm goes off and he backs away and covers his ears. I throw my car into reverse and get the hell outta there.
He was still screaming when I left…
And Happy Fucking Friday……
After my cruise, I need to start looking for a house…