Thursday, April 17, 2008

Resist the Urge…

Was my mantra as I walked thru the Merchandise Mart behind a Chicago Cop this morning.

I have self-talked about this for as long as I can remember....resisting the urge to touch a cop’s holstered gun.

Why is that?

Might there be something forbidden and dangerous about it – that I find a little thrilling?

No.

I readily admit to being a rule follower (most of the time) and I believe that it is the fear of losing my mind and doing something insane (like touching a cop’s gun) that drives my self-talk every time.

no crime

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Well that was a little Freudian, huh?
-phatdoggy

the dilf said...

you mean his hand "gun"....right?

Susan said...

Yes, Dilf -

I do mean his "hand" gun a.k.a. his firearm.

manly charm

Hedy said...

Aren't you afraid if you touch it...it might GO OFF? Sorry - channeling Dilf here. :)