I’ve getting close to the point where if someone grabs me like that (even a woman), I’ll think about going soccer hooligan. Back in the day, it wouldn’t have bothered me one bit, and I’d probably have laughed about it.
There was less worry and less suspicion.
Thanks to the trash that gets out and around (and a lot would in San Diego) everybody gets a special measure of rudeness.
If she was generally unhurt, a classy thing would be for the police office to say we’re sorry, we were being careful because we do get people that will attack officers, we hope you are ok.