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"Don't give me no lines and keep your hands to yourself"

I generally dislike going to Walmart; the place is pretty much always crowded with people who refuse to acknowledge being asked if they will please let someone through while they stand with carts blocking every aisle imaginable, they never have enough people working the registers, and simply navigating the parking lot in and out of the car is nothing short of dangerous and would be safer if everyone was in bumper cars or I drove a monster truck. But tonight's experience takes things to a whole new level. A man that I did not and do not ever plan to know put his hands on my ass. When I turned around and looked at him he just smiled in a weirdo perv way and looked directly at me like he expected me to just accept being touched by a strange man. I told him "Don't touch me again" and glared at him before I turned back around and continued on my way through the store. Apparently he didn't get the message because he thought it would be ok to follow me around, to the register where he mumbled something about wanting my phone number, then and all the way out to my car - which is when I used my taser on him. The sheriff's deputies hanging out by their patrol cars maybe 3 parking spaces away saw that part of what happened and as they're supposed to be keeping the public safe it was understandable that they would come over to find out what the issue was (first they asked for me to give them the taser while we spoke, for everyone's safety) so the cliff notes version went something like..- I told them "he touched me" - "did you touch her sir?" - "mumbled...maybe ok yeah..."; "he followed me around the store to the register and then out here" - "sir, did you follow her around and then out here to her vehicle?" - "mumbled so? I wanted her number" - and; "then I tasered him".

I got my taser handed back at the end of the conversation with law enforcement right about the time that the guy ended up in the back of the patrol car because by that point someone in store security came out and told the deputies that he'd been exposing himself in the store while walking around and then while following me. They gave me a card with the report number/contact info and I may be contacted by a detective and someone in the D.a.'S office depending on what they charge the perv with. Lovely. Walmart, the store where you can be groped by a guy who wanders the aisles with his junk out and has to be tasered to leave you alone, just hope yours has some law enforcement hanging out in the parking lot and maybe get a taser. Apparently the one I have is the highest voltage allowed for civilians to possess/utilize and carry in public - that's only because my brother wouldn't let me give him the money to buy one that's only sold to persons employed in law enforcement (he's a corrections guard) - we aren't even living in the same state, they don't have serial numbers like guns, but noooooooo. Deputies didn't even know about the pepper spray that was at the bottom of my purse. They probably would have confiscated that because it's a high concentration gel that is no longer sold to the civilian public.

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Shared on Jul 04, 2014 Flag this