He Had A Knife

I work at the council

It's a big building with shitloads of administration and local politicians.

We also house the social services. Therefore, we get a shitload of wacky people. All the originals/Alcoholics/Druggies of this small island. Now today I was scared. Real scared.

There has been incidents where I've seen people refusing to leave the premises because they're desperate, and the police having to come and force them to leave...But this guy was scary...

OKAY, so now we are a bit curious right? Ill tell ya:
I just came back after buying my lunch and was stood outside the council building chatting with a janitor I know. After a while I registered this guy that was wandering around the grass and the parkinglot. Looking quite confused and angry and pretty messed up on drugs. Now he was carrying a knife in one of those "knife holding pockets" (sorry bad language day). He was kicking and behaving in quite an agressive way, when he started to wander towards me. That's to be honest, one of the scariest things I've ever experienced. I tried to keep calm as he was passing me by. And ran into the building to warn social services that he was coming.

Got me thinking tho. You know, you have to be quite the desperate type or pretty messed up in your head to be wandering around like that, and also to be able to threaten someone with a knife. I don't understand why, in this rich country that Norway is, that we have a well-developed system that catches these poor people before it's too late, and some innocent party has to get hurt.

Ah so there you are. That's a bit of food for thought before we welcome the weekend and the nice weather. I'm'a gonna be so tanned people will think I'm hispanic (or maybe just a pig....A pink one....With blonde hair and blue eyes...hehe...AW WHO CARES, Pink is the New Tan I say!!)

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