Here's your five bucks, lady
This note comes from a woman who lives in rural

Louisiana. She writes:

I want to let you know about an incident that happened to me a few weeks ago that could have changed my life forever.

I work as a correctional officer, and I told a few friends about the incident. I didn't report this to the sheriff because I didn't realize how serious it was. Soon, Internal Affairs wanted to know more.

It was about 5:15 am, and I was on my way to work when I stopped to get $10 worth of gas and a Diet Coke. As I started to pull away from the gas station a man walked up to my car. He was clean shaven and nicely dressed.

He knocked on the glass. I'm paranoid and stay on the lookout for a rapist or killer, so I did not open my window. But I asked what he wanted.

He held up a $5 bill and said, "Lady, you dropped this." Now, I know I went into the store with $11 in my hand- the right amount to pay for my gas and a Diet Coke. I knew I didn't drop that $5 bill.

I told him it wasn't mine. He got angry and began hitting the glass and yelling at me to unlock the door so he could give me my money.

When he went ballistic, I drove off as fast as possible. After talking with Internal Affairs, the officers told me I may have encountered a dangerous criminal that's already wanted for violent crimes against women.

What gesture is nicer than returning money? How many people would open their window to get money they might have dropped? The guy didn't look like a threat, but was he really dangerous?

Maybe this guy wasn't a serial killer, but as angry as he got when I wouldn't take the money- well, that worries me. What might have happened if I opened my car door? It scares me just to think about it.

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