Sunday, July 1, 2018
As I started my stretch out, I thought I felt more confidant in who I am. This was something where I will say yes AND no. I managed to cover more of the area of Mattapan, which gave the confidence to be in my own skin. But when I passed by a church, in the parking lot, there was a car with their lights on, looked like sports car. There were five to seven people around it hanging around but here was no service. I couldn't approach for two reason. If there was nothing wrong, then I would be seen as a threat. But if they were up to no good, that's five to seven people against one. I would get my ass kicked. So I walked to a safer area and called 911. The operator felt there was no reason to worry, which basically got egg on my face. I complied & moved on. I managed to cross two more groups of people within a block. The first ones were too stoned to figure anything out. The second was more concerning. They were talking about being oppressed, then they looked at me & wanted to know who I was. I explained, & they felt that I wasn't fit to patrol there. They asked if I had weapons, I was nervous in saying anything, feeling less is more. That turned out to be a mistake, because now I felt I went out of Fenway Park with them. I left instead of stayed, feeling like I was in the way. The next group was some bouncers & patrons near a dive bar. I explained who I was & at first things went well, then as heard behind my back, they felt I was a freak. As I went back, an unmarked cruiser stopped, rolled their window & asked some questions. I explained who I was & we both told each other to be careful. My compliments to the two police officers in Boston for being professional & treating me with respect. But in many ways, as there have been some good moments, I have to get my A game on, before I get to the big situations coming up.