This week’s touring adventures found the husband and I in Saskatchewan, Canada. Not a bad little place, if you discount the presence of a super aggressive homeless population.
The husband and I have lived in some pretty sketchy places (cough cough Oklahoma City cough cough). We’ve been raved at about the end of the world, been asked for change, but no one’s ever tried to mug us. And the attempted mugging was done in the most Canadian way possible.
We were walking down the street in the middle of the afternoon with a fellow cast member, and this dude starts walking up to get in my husband’s face. The husband shakes his head and says quite eloquently, “Get the f**k out of my way,” and steps around the mugger.
The mugger follows us and says, “Turn out your pockets.”
Turn out your pockets… Is this fifth grade? Is anyone actually going to turn out their pockets on command?
We keep walking and Mr. Mugger says, “Give me ten dollars, and I won’t punch you.” (more…)