Share the story of a time you felt unsafe.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us SAFETY.
It was a six o’clock appointment, which meant that I would be alone in the office with a new client. He was my last client after a full day of giving massages but this one, unlike most of my clients who’d found me through doctors and chiropractors and current clients, found me online. I don’t remember his name anymore but the moment he walked in, I felt it.
They always say that your gut instinct is always right, but it doesn’t mean that we follow it.
“Am I your last client?” He asked me and I lied. No, I said. I’ve got one more coming in.
So I had him sit down and fill out the intake form. And as he did, I excused myself, ran downstairs to the real estate office where I knew Fred, a young receptionist in his immaculate suit who sent many a stressed realtor to my office, was getting ready to go home. We were the only ones left in the building, but I knew that after he’d leave, I’d be the only one left.
He took one look at my face and said, “I’ll be right up.”
Five minutes, later, as the new client handed me his clipboard, Fred walked in and said. “I know I’m early for my appointment, but I’ll just wait right here. Is that okay?”
“Sure,” I said cheerfully. “But you’ll have to wait for an hour.”
“That’s okay,” Fred said. “I’ll be right here.”
I did the massage in fifty minutes – no more, no less. The man had me on edge the whole time, though I couldn’t tell you why. He just did. And when it was done, the man got dressed, stepped outside and paid his bill as Fred continued sitting in his chair, reading a magazine.
When he left, Fred got up from his chair, waited for me till I got done tidying up the office and accompanied me all the way to my car.
“I’ll never do that again,” I said. “The money’s not worth it.”
Fred just shrugged and said, “I’ll always be here if you need me.”
Morrighan's Muse 
I have experienced this with people. It is very real. A good lesson in good gut acknowledgement and choices here. I would hate the think one what might have occurred otherwise if Fred hadn’t been around. And bless the Freds of the world.
Yes, indeed. Bless all the Freds in the world. I will never forget Fred and still think about him often 🙂
Thank goodness for Fred, and your intuition.
Yes, I was so lucky to know Fred. He was an amazing guy. Though now I need to find out how he’s doing 🙂
Ok, so my goosebumps have goosebumps and my hair is standing on end. For me, after an attempted robbery of my 1st floor apartment during a thunderstorm, the sound I thought was the storm was the guy tearing my screen, I couldn’t live on the 1st floor anymore, or alone. Even after Jon and I got married we had to live on the 2nd floor if we were renting. When he was at sea or on travel, I just didn’t sleep, I rested. Even now, after almost 40 years since the incident, I still don’t sleep if Orcrist is gone over night.
Wow! That would scare the crap out me! I’m glad you’re okay and that guy got caught.
I’ve found myself in so much trouble in the past I’m just grateful that someone’s been watching me all this time for even though they were painful experiences, I lived through it. But now I am more careful, of course. And hopefully, wiser 🙂
That gut feeling. You have to trust it.