When I was studying at the institute, my friend and I went to the market for shopping. I had a decent amount of money in my pocket. For some reason, I didn't buy anything, and we were already approaching the exit when a gypsy woman approached me. My friend walked forward and I lost sight of him. The gypsy asked me how to get somewhere there, and then asked me to tell me my name. This intrigued me and I agreed.
Then a couple more gypsies flew out of nowhere, and they started bombarding me with questions. I tried to answer or say something, but my brain simply did not have time to grasp the thread of the conversation and froze. The three of them spoke monotonously, constantly asking me something. I was in such a state that I drank a bottle of vodka in one go.
I don’t remember some moments, but there was no reaction from me either. When they stopped making noise, one gypsy woman began to "work" with me. She asked me my name, but even in this state, I kept repeating that it was she who should answer me this question.
Then she took the mirror from my hands, but I did not remember how I got it. Then she pulled my hair out and started telling all sorts of terrible things that would happen to me if I didn't take it. I was probably scared, but I don't remember. To get your hair, you had to give her money.
Every time she asked me for something, my brain began to sag, and I began to slowly think. I found a ruble in my pocket, gave it to her, and held out my hand for a hair. She said that she should now give her a larger bill. I reached into my pocket and felt the wad of money I was taking with me to the market.
I guess I did everything slowly, and my brain sagged a little more, and I was still vaguely, but aware of the situation. And the realization of what was happening angered me. An unexpected rush of adrenaline blocked the overloaded nerve centers, and I told the gypsies to go far with my hair, turned around and walked to a stop. I finally came to my senses only in the trolleybus and was greatly surprised by what had happened to me. Still, this is a very interesting experience, especially since it cost me only 1 ruble.
An acquaintance of mine was fond of NLP, and I asked him how to counteract in such a situation. He replied that you need to be in an agitated state: screaming, waving your hands or talking loudly.
Once again, walking down the street, I saw a gypsy hiding around the corner. I took in more air in my chest and moved to meet her. And when she jumped out of the ambush, I shouted so loudly that she went far away that she jumped two meters away from me and for a long time lamented after me about the cuts in funding for local psychiatric clinics.
Therefore, I want to boldly say that it takes several people to put a person into a trance. And if you see a group of gypsies, then it is better to bypass them. If you are alone and there is no such possibility, then just run past them on the supposedly departing bus or loudly call an imaginary friend or girlfriend.
It is better to look like an idiot for 5 minutes than to be left without money. If the gypsy is alone, then she will simply try to scare you with the same hair, so do not give her that opportunity. But if everything went according to the worst scenario, then go on the attack: rip out her hair, shout at the gypsy. Scare her with her relatives in the police, her grandfather, a sorcerer. The main thing is, do not be afraid, because hair is just hair, and it cannot influence your life in any way.
