No, truly. I have been mugged.
By the world's most incompetent muggers.
I had been to the coast, to spend a happy evening with friends. I came home on the last metro, which stops infuriatingly on the wrong side of town, which adds ten or fifteen minutes to my walk home. (I should perhaps say that I live on totally the wrong side of town, the rough side, where the metro proper does not run; but it usually drops me on the fringes.)
I have lived over here for twenty-five years or so, and never ever felt physically threatened; it's been one of the pleasures, that I could dwell within a dodgy reputation without ever actually worrying about it.
No longer. As I walked home, I was aware of other people keeping pace, and vaguely entertained fantasies of being assaulted, as one does; but then suddenly this guy comes at me from an alley,with his hood up and a hand holding it tight across his face. He grabbed me, and I kind of assumed that he was in trouble, that his hand was masking a bloody nose or whatever; my heart sank, but I am a good citizen, I said, "What's up, what's the problem?"
He said nothing at all, but only held onto me until his friend had come up behind me (I think his friend had been following me from town, and I'm guessing that they'd been co-ordinating this on the phone, tho' I don't know); then he said, "Money. Now."
I said, "No."
Then there was tussling, and they knocked me over and hit me vaguely a couple of times; nothing hurt, either then or since. I was expecting knives, or at least a serious threat, but they just said "Money." So I said "I haven't got any fucking money, you wankers" (which is more or less true: actually I had fifteen quid or so, but they would have struggled to find it), and then they just ... went away.
How scared was I? This scared, exactly: that I walked the five minutes home, found my spare glasses, and went straight back to find my original pair, that had got knocked off in the tussling. Like that. They were pathetic.
I did have firm intentions of telling the police anyway, just on principle, to get it recorded; but, y'know, not now. Which almost certainly means not tomorrow either, which means of course not at all. Right now I want to go to bed, and tomorrow I have work to do...
By the world's most incompetent muggers.
I had been to the coast, to spend a happy evening with friends. I came home on the last metro, which stops infuriatingly on the wrong side of town, which adds ten or fifteen minutes to my walk home. (I should perhaps say that I live on totally the wrong side of town, the rough side, where the metro proper does not run; but it usually drops me on the fringes.)
I have lived over here for twenty-five years or so, and never ever felt physically threatened; it's been one of the pleasures, that I could dwell within a dodgy reputation without ever actually worrying about it.
No longer. As I walked home, I was aware of other people keeping pace, and vaguely entertained fantasies of being assaulted, as one does; but then suddenly this guy comes at me from an alley,with his hood up and a hand holding it tight across his face. He grabbed me, and I kind of assumed that he was in trouble, that his hand was masking a bloody nose or whatever; my heart sank, but I am a good citizen, I said, "What's up, what's the problem?"
He said nothing at all, but only held onto me until his friend had come up behind me (I think his friend had been following me from town, and I'm guessing that they'd been co-ordinating this on the phone, tho' I don't know); then he said, "Money. Now."
I said, "No."
Then there was tussling, and they knocked me over and hit me vaguely a couple of times; nothing hurt, either then or since. I was expecting knives, or at least a serious threat, but they just said "Money." So I said "I haven't got any fucking money, you wankers" (which is more or less true: actually I had fifteen quid or so, but they would have struggled to find it), and then they just ... went away.
How scared was I? This scared, exactly: that I walked the five minutes home, found my spare glasses, and went straight back to find my original pair, that had got knocked off in the tussling. Like that. They were pathetic.
I did have firm intentions of telling the police anyway, just on principle, to get it recorded; but, y'know, not now. Which almost certainly means not tomorrow either, which means of course not at all. Right now I want to go to bed, and tomorrow I have work to do...
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Date: 2009-01-24 01:31 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-24 01:37 am (UTC)I did have firm intentions of telling the police anyway, just on principle, to get it recorded; but, y'know, not now. Which almost certainly means not tomorrow either, which means of course not at all
*makes disapproving-but-understanding face*
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Date: 2009-01-24 01:46 am (UTC)If you're going to get mugged...better by incompetent than desperate.
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Date: 2009-01-24 02:01 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-24 02:07 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-24 02:09 am (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2009-01-24 02:31 am (UTC)If you've lived in the area 25 years put it about amongst your middle aged local female friends that you don't appreciate that sort of behaviour & I'm sure whoever they are will get a good ticking off from their mum. May be just as efective as police intervention.
:-(
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Date: 2009-01-24 02:33 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-01-24 03:23 am (UTC)I'm glad you're all right.
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Date: 2009-01-24 03:29 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-24 03:35 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-24 03:54 am (UTC)Glad you are OK.
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Date: 2009-01-24 03:59 am (UTC)Hurrah for incompetence.
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Date: 2009-01-24 04:08 am (UTC)I guess if you must get mugged, that's the way to do it...
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Date: 2009-01-24 05:53 am (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2009-01-24 06:27 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-24 06:29 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-24 08:20 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-24 08:33 am (UTC)My ex boss was mugged in a park in Kazakhstan by a man with a gun. He menaced the mugger with a pencil, shouting 'Come on then! I'm from fucking Scotland!' And the mugger ran away. Incompetent mugging: the global phenomenon.
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Date: 2009-01-24 08:36 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-24 09:33 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-24 09:58 am (UTC)Telling the police and their mums sound like good ideas to me.
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Date: 2009-01-24 10:11 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-24 10:22 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-24 10:28 am (UTC)Anyway, very relieved that you are OK.
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Date: 2009-01-24 11:20 am (UTC)Also think of the mileage you can get with your editor by saying, "I know the book's a day late, but I got mugged Friday night and had to go to the police." :)
*Very* glad you're okay.
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Date: 2009-01-24 11:45 am (UTC)For (too many) years I've told myself anyone trying it on with me woluld deserve the kicking they got. Probably never was true, certainly is not now when I often have to use a stick.
Sometime I fantasise of carrying a sword stick and doing the whole Adam Adamant thing on the lot of them. Of course, we know who would get locked up. Sigh.
Pamper yourself today.
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Date: 2009-01-24 11:53 am (UTC)[abrazos]
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Date: 2009-01-24 12:48 pm (UTC)It's also possible, if you can give anything approaching a useful description, these charmers might well already be known to the police for petty stupidity - it does sound like this is their first attempt at the next step. If the community coppers do have a good idea who they are, they may well go round and knock on the door and issue a bit of a talking to, that might make the two stooges rethink this career move.
This turned out to be the case when we had a run in with vandals attacking a bus shelter opposite where we used to live.
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Date: 2009-01-24 12:56 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-24 01:21 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-24 01:45 pm (UTC)Get thee to the Bodger for some 'medicinal' via the cop shop. It could have been a frail pensioner without your resilience.
Best,
Slim
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Date: 2009-01-26 12:06 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-26 12:23 pm (UTC)Take care,
Merry
=^..^=
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