OK, I'll share a story.

Last Wednesday, my wife and I had just finished lunch at the hotel restaurant. We noticed an African male walking back and forth from the entrance to the center of the restaurant, staring at my wife. It was odd and a bit creepy. No matter how much I stared back, he wouldn't look at me. He was locked in.

My wife says, "that guy is staring at me like he wants to slit my throat." Her back is towards the entrance, so she doesn't see him start walking towards us between the tables. We're in the middle of a crowded restaurant. I assume he wants to ask us a question, but I still can't get him to look at me. He walks quickly up to my wife, puts both his hands around her throat and moves his face in towards hers.

I was able to react quickly. My wife says his lips grazed hers before I grabbed him by his jacket and shirt collar and started driving him back. Two tables were flipped. A lot of lunch and glasses went flying. A chair was in the way, so he went airborne briefly and I drove his head into the floor.

It was surreal. Security came. The end.