“Every time I walk my dog in the morning, I wonder if today’s the day he’s back”
Why are there so many postings where people have started with “hmm, which event should I write about?”
I’ll pick the honker.
I’d been walking my dog routinely for over a year in my neighbourhood before he started honking at me. The first few times I figured it was traffic related and didn’t bother to look. After hearing the honks every morning for four days in a row I realized he was honking at me. On the fifth day I looked up when the honking started and got a wave. That’s when it clicked; the honking I’d been hearing was never about traffic.
This continued for months. I altered my work schedule to avoid him but he’d still drive by and catch me with his honks. I altered our walk pattern, but by that time he knew what complex I lived in and would honk if he could see me between buildings. I refused to acknowledge hoping this would discourage him, but it didn’t. I captured his license plate and vehicle model/colour and texted them to a friend as a precautionary measure. That’s how unsettled this seemingly harmless honking had made me. It was the duration, and the fact that if I could avoid him for a few days I’d feel like it was over, only for him to catch me off guard again.
The one weekend he found me, I was walking my dog through an intersection and he started aggressively honking. It was loud and fast and frankly scared me because I thought a car was coming through the intersection (it has happened before) and that my dog and I were about to be hit. Can you imagine how mad I was when I looked up and found him waving happily at me? My adrenaline was sky high from fear of being hit.
One of my male friends, throughout the duration of the honking, insisted that it was nothing more than flattery. That I was the highlight of this man’s day. I couldn’t get it through to my friend that it was unwanted behavior being forced on me, and he made me doubt my own feelings towards the situation.
Then the honker found me in my car. I had just left for work after once again leaving earlier than normal to avoid him. Somehow it worked out so that he was able to drive up right beside me, roll down his window and give me that slow, creepy nod. Now he not only knew my residence but also my car information.
I considered reporting this to the police. Yet like others I didn’t. I held back because what was I going to report, that a man was honking at me once in a while? Regardless of it happening almost daily for approximately four months, he never stopped his car, never called out to me, he only honked.
Then he vanished.
I’m not sure what was worse, initially. Him honking regularly, or me wondering when he was going to drive up behind me and honk again when I least expected him to, startling me and making me once more hyper vigilant.
I haven’t seen him in four to five months now. Yet every time I walk my dog in the morning before work I wonder if today is the day he’s back.
Submitted By: Michelle
Location: McLevin and Tapscott, Scarborough