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I get to WalMart about 2am. I'm up and just shopping. I'm looking for something I thought I saw the other day and couldn't find it, so I go to the video-games section. I'm looking through all the stuff for like an hour, just standing there and thinking. I finally leave with a comp game and a wii game from the last of my Christmas money from my parents. I go and grab a gallon of milk since that's why I came, and two boxes of cereal while I'm at it.

I get up to the counter and there's this guy who's standing next to the drinks fridge. All I can remember was that he was six foot or above, black, and looked really nervous. I didn't give it a second thought, bought my stuff, and walked towards my entrance. Half way there I here a crash at the cash register and the girl from it scream, "He took the money!" I look back and the same guy is running for the same exit. At first I thought I would stop him. Then I realized how big he was and how quickly he was moving towards me. I started turning back around when my body just reacted on its own. I turned back around and stepped between the guy and the door.

He started turning to his left (couldn't do it very well because of how fast he was running), and I jumped right in his way. He turned towards his right and I slid back infront of him. He just kept on running and plowed right into me. I hit the ground and looked to my right to see him with his hands on the ground trying to keep up and he kept on going. By time I got back up he was at the doors with another customer on his tail. The guy got away into the woods and all the other customer got from him was a couple of dimes. He came back panting (he was pretty heafty to say the least), and he was commenting on how he hadn't run that fast in a long time. I told him, "Yeah, I knew I couldn't stop him...but I thought I could at least slow him down for someone else." The guy agreed with what I was saying and added, "I almost had him. I just needed like two seconds more."

Never in my life have I felt so weak. Only two more seconds... All I could think about the ride home was how I should have prepared myself more while he was coming at me. I should have dropped my s**t and ran at him. I should have tried tackling him instead of pushing myself towards him. I should have grabbed at his feat while he was trying to situate himself back up... This was something that rarly happens, and I let a common criminal get away because I wasn't thinking and because of how weak I am... Am I wrong for thinking this stuff?

Lol, I've never been so shaken up driving home, though. Hell, I just got home and I'm pretty sure I'd still be shaking if I wasn't comfortable right now. This week has been hell. First I'm in my company's 32k pound truck, sliding off the road because of the weather conditions and crashing through that poor old man's yard and splitting his beautiful evergreen off its roots, and now this. Ugh, you have to love the holidays...

Ci, I'd be a small one... sweatdrop

Meh, did my good deed for that day. Not my fault no one else chimed in and their security sucks worse than my defense. Next time I'm putting more thought into it, though. Starting to get used to all these situations of your heart jumping into your throat.