My mom’s from Fargo and likes to tell this story about going out to start her car while on a dinner date in college, and a guy attempted to carjack her. He couldn’t get the car going and kept stalling out, so she calmly knocked on the window and said, “Fella, I take it you aren’t from around here?” And she went on, “the way I see it, two things can happen. We can go to the pay phone and you can call a cab and leave, or, you can keep this up and I can call the police. Which one?” Apparently the guy was so embarrassed he took the cab.