packing that extra punch

I was walking back with the secuirity guard after my late night shift. A plump,middle age, pint sized lady with a jolly smile and a lovely personality, she hardly seemed like the candidate for the role of a person who would instill fear in the many drunkards that showed up in the ED on weekend nights. I thought back to the beefy secuirity personale in my main hospital in the city who were ridden with bulging biceps and tatooes to match.

SHe was chattering cheerfully about how she had accompany nursing staff to their cars which were parked far away from teh hospital grounds at night.

" Isn't it dangerous for you to walk back by yourself?" i mused out loud.

" Nah, " she grinned. " Coz no one would wanna attack us, we're not health care personale!"

But really?

" did you take a course in self defence?" I asked.

" Nope, my experience comes from being invovled in the worst pub brawls for the last 20 years." she declared proudly.

Pub brawls?

"Yup, I know where to hit 'em where it hurts!" she bashed her fists togther.

" Just under the sternum, " she swung her hand to demonstrate. " Takes their breath right away, and you'll have them down and out for enough time to call the coppers"
" you can take them just at the bladder as well," she carried on brightly, a sparkle in her eyes. " makes them wet themselves"

What if they try hitting you?

" I move pretty fast. Usually I drop 3-4 inch to steady myself and they swing and miss, " she bent both knees. " and at that height i'll start taking them out there. " she did a mock punch.

Okaaaay. Don't mess with her siah...
she may not be the SVh beefcakes aka arnold schzw clones, but she certainly knows what she's doing.