Smile at all times. Even when you have a knife pointed at you. Which is what happened to me the other day when I was in the alley behind the Taco Bell on Valley Vista Boulevard out in North Hollywood. The bathroom in the restaurant was occupied and my bladder was having a fit, so without another option, I hustled behind the Taco Bell and found some privacy. At least enough to pull down my suspenders and my pants, then squat (don’t ask. It’s how I learned when I was a kid). And then there was the knife. In my face. Let’s just say not much pee hit the pavement.
Getting mugged behind a Taco Bell with your pants down stinks!