An Adventurous Day. Or at least…the way home.

October 9, 2010 at 1:23 am (Myself and I)

He yelled in my face,
“I’m going to put out this cigarette in your face.”

..yeah no thanks. But I regress.

So I bussed with Ivy, school was short and fun. I had a lovely chat with Fred the Belgian T.A. a little after discussion class. Hearing him rant about Europe in his perfectly European accent is the most amusing thing ever…”They’re annoying.” LOL. and he’s married :3 awwwwwww. He’s a young ‘un too for doing a dissertation, I’d guess him to be 25-6. I’ve got GREAT T.A.s this semester.

I chatted a little with Nick in the Dance Club Office, then headed to the bus stops. Here the adventure begins…

By this time my serious lack of sleep is catching up to me and I’m half dozing while I walk (I’m getting pretty pro at this, and I’ll soon master standing-sleep-in-bus technique. Tech-Copy!) I see a bus pull up and I half run (stumble)… at which I thought is my stop. Yeah, after 4 years of commuting to UBC you’d think I’d get it right. Anyway, I of course fall asleep right away, and the bus ends up taking me to Bridgeport Station. I have not a clue where this is. I did however see a familiar sight- the Skytrain- so I got off asap and got on the train. I again fall asleep and wake up at Waterfront…sigh. So another train later and I’m finally at VanCity Centre (amazingly I didn’t hibernate the 2 minutes between Waterfront and Granville.)

Now this is where it gets scary.
Minding my own business, I plunk myself down on the bench in front of the bus stop, and am about to pull out my Water-Babies (req reading for Hist 347), when I notice this….thing next to me.
It’s a person with big, bulging light blue eyes. The person is short, maybe around 5ft, but with a pretty solid build… and honestly, I can’t say for certain the sex. Wearing a dirty grey hoodie and VERY dirty fingernails, ugh. I’m pretty sure it’s a he, and age could range from 15 to 25, it was REALLY hard to tell.

He stares for a bit and suddenly starts ranting at me. He rants about debit and credit cards….debit??? and calls me a few names and says something about cigarettes and how if his wasn’t a butt he would put it out in my face. When I ignore him, he actually like… starts pawing at my arm, so I in no uncertain terms say,
“Don’t Touch Me.”
Well he gets even more aggressive: he turns on his lighter and starts waving it in my face. I push his arm back stand up and try to walk away, and he follows. Now I call 911.
He pushes me a little and keeps ranting. The policewoman on the line is being a RETARD… I give her street coordinates and that I’m being threatened, and she asks for MY ADDRESS??? When I tell her really quickly 3656HillcrestAve, she says “Where is that.” OMG IM IN A BIG OF A PICKLE HERE GO GOOGLE IT LATER YOU DIMWIT. Really, I wasn’t even that far from a Tim Horton’s, where I’m sure there’s at least 4 constables getting transfatted with taxpayer dollars…make them waddle over to me…..

This guy pushes a bit too much and I put a leg up and tell him I’m going to kick him if he doesn’t leave me alone. At which he finally walks away.
All this on one of the most crowded cross-streets in downtown Vancouver. I wasn’t paying attention, but I’m sure there were lots of people watching. wtf? No one helps or anything ofc, they don’t want to get knifed or something….
Poor Vancouver, breeding ground of pot-heads and psychos.
Jenn’s Adventure Journal Entry #1



  1. Dean said,

    Geez, I woulda helped you in a heartbeat. Crazies I tell you… what’s with some of these people in our city. But seriously, you gotta get more sleep Jenn. Sounds like you are overly fatigued. Make it an early night and get some good rest. Glad to hear you’re okay.

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