Salesmanship
Yesterday I came home from work to see a man rolling around in the street and shouting. I walked down to ask if he needed help. When I got through to him he looked over at me, eyes as wide as possible, and got to his feet. He started staggering in my direction, and not in a nice-to-meet-you kind of way. Luckily for me, his pants were around his ankles and he couldn't stagger all that fast. As he neared, a UPS driver pulled up and honked at him, distracting him. "Sir. Sir. Where do you live," she asked me. "Right there," I said, pointing at my house. "Then go home!" she said. I went home. From behind my little picket fence I called the cops. The man continued to rave in the street. "Is he really a threat, sir?" they asked. "I mean, you did approach him, right?" Yes, he's a threat. They connected me with Dispatch. Same question. Same answer. Twenty minutes later the police showed up, followed by the ambulance....