Reading: Surrender to the Will of the Night - Glen Cook
Eating: Mini Pizza
Drinking: iced tea and orange fruitopia from work
So a drugged out woman felt herself at me at the till today. Apparently she's kinda known around town for this kinda thing.
She started out dancing to the crappy music on the horrible station that one of the day girls puts on at work (it only plays club music - the most brain-bleedingly dumb-numb music in existence, where "down down down down down down down" is considered a "lyric", and repeating a short phrase a minimum of 75 times per song is a requirement, "Tonight's gonna be a good good niiight" "Hello-Oooh-ooh-ohh!"), so yah, she was dancing to that kinda shit, as she was ordering her sub from lucky me. Eye make-up smeared up around her forehead.
I was finally able to get her to focus long enough to finish making the sub and get to the til. She then tells me that she was so horny, more than she'd ever been in her life. And she started feeling herself over her pants?/skirt? (i made sure not to look at anything for very long) and moaning. Meanwhile my co-worker is serving a middle-aged woman not too far down.
Have to admit, though, a piece of my monkey instinct kinda wanted to kick in. It was quickly remedied with visions of venereal diseases dancing in my head. I sorta spread my hands out saying, "We can't really help with that here." I finally got her focused on giving me the really crumpled $5 and some coins, gave her the sub, washed my hands really well, and moved on with my day.
Not that i should make fun, because i don't know what events in her life lead her on this path. What abuses she may have suffered that drove her here, or were the result of being driven here.
Perhaps she was always just more sexually inclined than most other girls. Something that must be difficult for girls growing up in this society (especially this small town with churches on every corner) where sex is demonized, and women who enjoy sex are negatively labeled and shamed based on ancient, sexist, religiously, encouraged laws clearly designed to control women and their sexuality because Powerful "Man" can't control his own jealousy over his "possessions."
Maybe she was normal and just made a bad decision starting on the heavy drugs and not being able to stop.
But i realize it's people like this who i was talking about in my video, "Blaming the Victim". We are a society of blaming the victims. We see a woman like this and are quickly inclined to blame her without knowing, or often even wanting to know her story.
Isn't it people like her who need the most kindness? You know, Guidance to not being arrested every other night rather than being thrown on the street again? Maybe that is all set up for her, but she just doesn't do it?
Maybe i'm just thinking too much. But i saw a very embarrassed sad expression as she finally left.
Am i gonna do anything about it?
And is that the problem? Not necessarily, but kinda yah. But not every single human can be responsible for every single other human, nor can we be expected to. But if my word may get out to someone who is more inclined to give help to someone like this who they know, then at least i can say i've participated, if only slightly.