human nervous system is a funny thing. Last night (4 AM-ish), as
occasionally happens, some guys turned up in my hotel car park to break
into vehicles and steal their contents.
My instant reaction is always
one of sheer excitement, that 'the games afoot, Watson!' kick. I opened
the door loudly and stepped out with my best 'tennis balls under the
armpits' tough guy pose and stared at them. As always they froze (one of
them ducking and hiding) and then returned to their van.
The best bit
is when they have no option but to drive right by me and I smile and
look into their window and they try to hide their faces. Then I take
down their number and they know it.
But after, once they've scarpered... I jump at every small sound outside, nervous as heck.