I got jacked today on the bus. Only lost $7 bux but just thinking about it makes me want to spit. You guys ever had an experience like this and if so, what did you lose? <img src="graemlins/hmmm.gif" border="0" alt="[Hmmm]" />
Thankfully I haven't gotten robbed but when I lived in Queens a few of my neighbors on my block did and after one day there were a few dents on the door and the knob so I think someone might have tried to break in once.
The farking punk wanted my car too (chumpy '90 civic, but then this was in '93). There was no way I was giving up my car since it was the only real possession I had at the time - I know, stupid, but you don't think about ramifications when heavy shit is going down.
He took the gun off my head when he realized that it was a stick shift and said to his partner "Oh, it's a stick!". I opened the door on his arm to push the gun out of the way and drove on out of there.
I always have my right hand near some type of defense...
Always...
Always in public...
And I am a firm believer in the "Platinum Rule" -
Its contains aspects of the "Bronze Rule" - "Eye for an Eye"
Its contains aspects of the "Silver Rule" - "Do not do unto other as you would not have done unto you"
Its contains aspects of the "Golden Rule" - "Do unto others as you would have done unto you"
"Platinum Rule: Any action or inaction, wether real or implied, direct or indirect, that threatens or violates any given rights or privileges, persons or property, can and will be responded too with an appropriate oppossing force, according to circumstance and situation." - FERRO
wich means... in no uncertain terms...
If you try to pull something on me... give me one opportunity... just one and... you'll be sorry - point blank.
The second you threaten someones life, you threaten your own... two fold...
The second you take that right from somebody, you declare open season on yourself...
Some guy here in Chicago raised a fist to me once. I didn?t realize until I was in my apartment that he meant ?Give me money or I?ll hit you?. He was so dunk/high and pathetic that I didn?t feel threatened by him at all.
I?m rather short with the ?homeless?, bums, drunks, vagrants, wine-os, hustlers here in the city. Can you ask me a question? No you can?t. Just one question? No. What? I?m a ?nigger hater? because I wont let ask me a question? So be it.
The worst thing about being robbed or mugged is afterward when you start going through in your mind all the things you should have done. I just can't lay to rest the "what if I had" ideas
Our house has been robbed before, though nothing irreplacable was taken. I was so happy when I learned insurance would pay us back for the original value of the items, what a pleasant surprise.
Also, this isn't directed to anyone here (since I don't really know any of you saying it), but I don't know anyone with a gun that I actually trust or think should have a deadly weapon in their possession, and I've never felt safe with concealed weapons being legal, the combination of which gives me worry a lot.
I take that back.. some scum bag stole my Diamond Back Formula One BMX bike from my garage when I was 13 I missed 2 weeks of races cause of that! Thank God my parents had homeowners insurance
I've never actually been robbed but I used to have a recurring nightmare about it when I was a kid. It was worse than any other nightmare I have ever had because it was so real.
Pickpockets in Florence Italy stole my purse, including passport, insurance card, credit card, cash worth $200.
Since then I cannot not get rid of feeling in danger when in a crowd to be robbed again.
My briefcase had been stolen in Geneva/Switzerland out of my hotel room, but the thief only wanted cash and I found my briefcase together with everything but cash money in the waist basket in the ladies lavatory. Phew!
The worst thing is that I called myself names not to have cared better for safety and it is awful to get fresh copies of your driving licence, passports and other papers.
Getting robbed is second to being followed by someone in the dark when you are on your way home late. I had this happening twice and thinking about being possibly followed by a rapist doesn't make your day. It is not allowed to carry weapons for self protection here, so basically you have to attend classes for martial arts or just hope it won't happen to you.
I am glad my experience is limited to robbery, but that doesn't make me particularly happy though.
I was going to go to the laundromat and so I'd put a clothes basket of dirty laundry in the car. But before I went I decided to have a beer and watch another inning or two of a Red sox game. When things started to turn ugly for my team I decided it was time to do that laundry.
You know how sometimes you forget where you parked your car? And then your imagination takes over and you think your car has been stolen! And then you take a breath and start to widen your search. The car usually turns up. Oh yeah. You feel a little sheepish but mostly relieved.
Of course none of that happens when you see a basket of dirty laundry sitting on the sidewalk next to where your car had been. Boy, did that suck.
I eventually got the car back. It wasn't in too bad of shape.
Another time someone tried to steal the radio. But they were chased off by someone who was a complete stranger to me - not before they had busted the passenger side window, though. The irritating thing is: the door hadn't been locked. (It hadn't kept the car thief out so I bought one of those clubs and relied on that to keep my car safe.) A week or so later apparently the same thief came back, smashed the newly repaired window and this time they got the radio. The door still wasn't locked. They didn't even try it. Grrrrrr.
I was 'robbed' once. I bought a Newton 2100 on eBay for $250 and was ripped off. I had a phone number and everything. I kept getting the guy's 'wife' who said that he was gone for the week camping. After not getting the Newton or hearing from the guy, I got the authorities involved, as well as eBay. eBay basically gave me the finger.
1st. take a few frends to a night club in a local town, Park car in a supermarket carpark oposite club. Wilst in the club I lose my Cloakroom ticket and stupid staff make me wait unltill all the other coats have gone before beliving me about mine, it's now about 3.45 am, I cross into the Supermarket Carpark to find my Mini (small UK Car) Striped, they had taken every part of value, Sports seats (all), Custom dash, All of the audio system, Alloy wheels. I was a student it was ages before It was back on the road.
2 Dimond Back Mountain bike (used as transport while car was off the road) stolen out of a frends back yard, the Fair was in town, coincidence. I think not.
3 Powerbook 1400 in bag. Stolen out of pasenger footwell whilst in a PC store. The theves smashed the window and grabed it, the store guard just watched and did nothing! I only went in the place to grab a pack of CDR's. I was at the checkout when the gard told me.
Non of these where covered by any sort of insurance
I was mugged once. I was walking back to my car through what's actually a pretty nice downtown neighborhood when some schmuck stepped out from an alley, opened a switchblade and asked for my wallet. I took it out to give to him and he put the knife in his pocket to take it! So I grabbed his wrist and hit him in the face, twice, as hard as I could. Now here's the best part. While he was lying there I took out his wallet, which had his driver's license in it (!) and called the cops. Like solo said: what's always bugged me about it is that if he hadn't been such a screwup I would have given my wallet to him. :-/
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At confined knifepoint?
Seems odd. <img src="confused.gif" border="0">
Gun in the face at a drive thru money machine.
The farking punk wanted my car too (chumpy '90 civic, but then this was in '93). There was no way I was giving up my car since it was the only real possession I had at the time - I know, stupid, but you don't think about ramifications when heavy shit is going down.
He took the gun off my head when he realized that it was a stick shift and said to his partner "Oh, it's a stick!". I opened the door on his arm to push the gun out of the way and drove on out of there.
That was my welcome to L.A.
Always...
I learn from other peoples mistakes...
I always have my right hand near some type of defense...
Always...
Always in public...
And I am a firm believer in the "Platinum Rule" -
Its contains aspects of the "Bronze Rule" - "Eye for an Eye"
Its contains aspects of the "Silver Rule" - "Do not do unto other as you would not have done unto you"
Its contains aspects of the "Golden Rule" - "Do unto others as you would have done unto you"
"Platinum Rule: Any action or inaction, wether real or implied, direct or indirect, that threatens or violates any given rights or privileges, persons or property, can and will be responded too with an appropriate oppossing force, according to circumstance and situation." - FERRO
wich means... in no uncertain terms...
If you try to pull something on me... give me one opportunity... just one and... you'll be sorry - point blank.
The second you threaten someones life, you threaten your own... two fold...
The second you take that right from somebody, you declare open season on yourself...
E PLURIBUS UNIX
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[ 11-19-2001: Message edited by: FERRO ]</p>
But I totally dig and agree with what FERRO says...my new favorite person!
[ 11-19-2001: Message edited by: pscates ]</p>
I?m rather short with the ?homeless?, bums, drunks, vagrants, wine-os, hustlers here in the city. Can you ask me a question? No you can?t. Just one question? No. What? I?m a ?nigger hater? because I wont let ask me a question? So be it.
You mean other than my monthly cable bill?
No
[ 11-21-2001: Message edited by: FERRO ]</p>
Right to bare arms.. I love it.
It's hard to describe the moment.
That's why it takes training to react properly.
Also, this isn't directed to anyone here (since I don't really know any of you saying it), but I don't know anyone with a gun that I actually trust or think should have a deadly weapon in their possession, and I've never felt safe with concealed weapons being legal, the combination of which gives me worry a lot.
Scary stuff.
J
Since then I cannot not get rid of feeling in danger when in a crowd to be robbed again.
My briefcase had been stolen in Geneva/Switzerland out of my hotel room, but the thief only wanted cash and I found my briefcase together with everything but cash money in the waist basket in the ladies lavatory. Phew!
The worst thing is that I called myself names not to have cared better for safety and it is awful to get fresh copies of your driving licence, passports and other papers.
Getting robbed is second to being followed by someone in the dark when you are on your way home late. I had this happening twice and thinking about being possibly followed by a rapist doesn't make your day. It is not allowed to carry weapons for self protection here, so basically you have to attend classes for martial arts or just hope it won't happen to you.
I am glad my experience is limited to robbery, but that doesn't make me particularly happy though.
You know how sometimes you forget where you parked your car? And then your imagination takes over and you think your car has been stolen! And then you take a breath and start to widen your search. The car usually turns up. Oh yeah. You feel a little sheepish but mostly relieved.
Of course none of that happens when you see a basket of dirty laundry sitting on the sidewalk next to where your car had been. Boy, did that suck.
I eventually got the car back. It wasn't in too bad of shape.
Another time someone tried to steal the radio. But they were chased off by someone who was a complete stranger to me - not before they had busted the passenger side window, though. The irritating thing is: the door hadn't been locked. (It hadn't kept the car thief out so I bought one of those clubs and relied on that to keep my car safe.) A week or so later apparently the same thief came back, smashed the newly repaired window and this time they got the radio. The door still wasn't locked. They didn't even try it. Grrrrrr.
I never got the Newton or my $250 back.
1st. take a few frends to a night club in a local town, Park car in a supermarket carpark oposite club. Wilst in the club I lose my Cloakroom ticket and stupid staff make me wait unltill all the other coats have gone before beliving me about mine, it's now about 3.45 am, I cross into the Supermarket Carpark to find my Mini (small UK Car) Striped, they had taken every part of value, Sports seats (all), Custom dash, All of the audio system, Alloy wheels. I was a student it was ages before It was back on the road.
2 Dimond Back Mountain bike (used as transport while car was off the road) stolen out of a frends back yard, the Fair was in town, coincidence. I think not.
3 Powerbook 1400 in bag. Stolen out of pasenger footwell whilst in a PC store. The theves smashed the window and grabed it, the store guard just watched and did nothing! I only went in the place to grab a pack of CDR's. I was at the checkout when the gard told me.
Non of these where covered by any sort of insurance
[ 11-21-2001: Message edited by: Mediaman ]</p>