Thank you to all of you who posted since the last time I visited this thread. I think that would be The Crowned One, 214red, nejigurlmimimi, Chiska, Caedryn, Baroli, pyrogyne, Devilish Angel, Lillie, nisaba, 53rd spirit, celticnoodle, Sinduction, Shade, Glitterbird, Golden Moon, cronegoddess, shadow wolf, Grizabella, Morwenna, re-pete-a, Annabele, graspee, Tiddles, Barleywine, laura_borealis, Jesii, and Frayling0.
Apologies if I've missed anyone. I really enjoyed reading each of your contributions, although it's a bit of a downer that so many stories exist about being confronted by strangers.
It's always interesting to me to observe the variations amongst countries of the same language/general cultural heritage. I would of course expect the U.S. to be chief among the Anglophone countries in offering many opportunities for tarot-hostility by members of "The Public."
This NEEDS to be quoted in full:
Aha! <fills in visual impressions>
I'm a short, round female of decaying age and thus not generally seen as having Athletic Violence Potential - but I have such massive arrogance and such clear body-language indicating my goddess-hood and my self of utter belonging, that I can walk through a war-zone, and the bullets run to hide from me. I can walk through a riot and the rioters fall over themselves trying to get away from me. I can walk past a desperado mugger, and he empties his pockets at me and takes off up the road at a run. Let's just say, I have no problem walking around unsalubrious areas alone at night. No one will ever bother me.
Generally, I dislike it when a poster's only response to another post is an LOL or "hahaha."
Yet all I can do is continue braying in the silence of my apartment unit. "Bwahahahahaha!" Thanks for that; you never fail, nisaba.