i was 8
he was 40+plus+
flicking his lighter
i'd (not want to) **(turn)**
wanting my telepathic-bewitched skills to come alive
with my unknowing family
until we stepped off the curb
i told my mom about
the old-man flasher
and with the words came
but he was
never seen again
I've been thinking about this moment lately.
I was sitting with my family eating what I'm sure was a happy enough meal. We were in the backroom area, where at the time there was a large plaster Ronald McDonald...sitting at the head of the "bar" area--the room before playland I guess. McDonalds was new to town. We were in a booth area and this old man (old for an 8 year old), kept flicking his butane lighter. He had it low--near his belt buckle. I was annoyed at the flicking, but could tell he was doing it as an attention getter. Eventually my eyes figured out what was going on--his penis was hanging out his zipper area, extremely close to his lighter.
The sad part, past the perv, was I knew to tell my family but didn't know how or what to do. I felt very intimated with him right there...like I had caused it by looking. I didn't want to look, but felt him staring--the whole thing.
As soon as we left the building I told my mom what had happened. My dad went immediately inside and told management. They called the police. I had to talk to them. The man was gone.
McDonalds knew alittle about the man. His brother lived in town and he was a trucker with "problems." Hmmm.. They knew he was creepy, but until then didn't have a reason to ban him.