I had a bit of a scare on my way home from the movies on Sunday. Amber and I were saying goodbye outside the theater when a big tattooed guy asked us for some money. We said "sorry, no" and parted ways.
As I walked away, the jerk muttered something foul under his breath and started to follow me to the corner. Very creepy. I was nervous but not too worried; it was the middle of the day, on a crowded street and I carry a big ol' mace in my purse.
While waiting for the light to change and trying to avoid the creepy stare, a tall transgendered woman suddenly walked up to my side - between me and the guy - and asked if I was okay. I said I was but that I appreciated her coming over to stand next to me.
She walked me all the way across the street and down the block. When we were in the clear, she said she'd watch down the street while I walked away just in case. As I waited for the bus and called the police to report the creep, I saw her walking back to her original destination - the complete opposite of mine.
Such a generous, kind and brave thing to do for a stranger on the street! You can only imagine the indignities that she's had to face as a transgendered person trying to just live a normal life - and to stand up for me against this thug...amazing.