We live amongst many cultures
I hope this post finds you well.
I think it was 1999 or the year 2000. I was living in Arizona at the time. A beautiful area of our country with plenty of sun in the Sonoran Desert. I highly recommend you visit, at least once in your lifetime.
I had a long week at work and on Saturday I decided to go to a club later in the evening. At the club, A girl starred at me while she walked by. A strong piercing stare, she was maybe a little over 5 feet tall and very skinny. She walked on and I did not think anything of it. Just another evening. A few moments later she came back in my view but this time she approached me.
We talked for a while and she was cordial. There was no indication that she might have been nefarious. Until she said something that caught my attention. She said to me “You’re the one.” I did not know what that meant at the time but it was out of the ordinary. It was interesting how she said it. It was not alarming in any way because she said it during a conversation about something else, and she kept talking. This essentially subdued my desire to ask why she would say that, So I do not remember if I has said anything to her about that.
However, she did say “You’re the one” only one or two times. The conversation ended and she walked off. I did not get her name, nor did she ask me for my name. So, I brushed off the encounter and never thought of it again. That night I went home and slept well.
On the following Sunday morning after a slow rise, I decided to go to a coffee shop and get a donut and coffee. It was about 5 or so miles away so I had to drive. When I left the shop with my coffee in hand and the bag with a donut in the other, in the parking lot I was approached by that same woman from the club the previous night and she had two other men with her. She made a direct line toward me with the two other men in tow. It appears she was on a mission and she came right up to me and said “You’re the one.”
She started raising her voice a little and repeated “You’re the one” several times. I got nervous because the two guys had a kind of smiling smirk on their face. She repositioned herself in front of me so as the two guys were behind me. So, I did not know what they were doing. On a few occasions she pointing at me.
This was highly unusual. She and her two guy friends must have followed me home from the club the previous night. How else could she have known where I was. I finally got the nerve and tried to stop her from speaking, and I asked her what does she mean by “You’re the one.” She did not answer and kept saying “You’re the one” at me. So, I asked again and again until she finally answered.
She said “I had rented apartments to girls and charged sex for rent.” I was kind of mentally paralyzed at that moment but responded a few moments later and said that it was not me. I tried to explain to her that I have never owned rental property or any property before, nor have I worked in that field before. I have never owned a condo or a house. It did not matter what I said anyways. She just did not listen.
Throughout our conversation I noticed she was not listening to me, no matter what I said. I tried to tell her she has mistaken me for another person. I do not think she heard me. However, she kept accusing me. It was at this point, recognizing this was a one-sided conversation, I got even more scarred and I decided to leave. So, I walked to my car and drove back to my apartment.
I never saw her, or the two guys, again after that. I think I did the right thing. In this type of case, it is best to walk away and avoid getting into trouble with these types of people. I say this because years later I watched a documentary about other cultures. I think the girl from the club and her two guy friends were of the Irish traveler culture. I am not 100% sure and I did not ask them at the time, because I did not know of that culture then, but now I am convinced of it.
Just thought I would let those who read my blog know. I believe we are not a nation of immigrants, but a nation comprised of many different cultures.
Note: A thought, she was so adamant, accusing me of charging sex for rent, which I did not do, I think this suggest I have a twin or It could also be I have been cloned, just saying. There are others with the same name that have a different middle name.