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Tuesday, September 16, 2008

The flasher at Micky Dee's

i was 8

family-sitting
backboothed
McDonalds

he was 40+plus+
flicking his lighter
attention-getting

f
l
a
s
h

f
l
a
s
h

each
butaned-time
i'd (not want to) **(turn)**
my head

f
r
o
z
e
n

wanting my telepathic-bewitched skills to come alive
with my unknowing family
enjoying their
happy-happy-happy meals

until we stepped off the curb

i told my mom about 
the old-man flasher
and with the words came 
management
police

but he was

t
r
u
c
k
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.

I froze.

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.  


1 comment:

ClaireMontgomeryMD said...

ew . . . very creepy and traumatic

"Happiness is only real when shared".....from Into the Wild
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