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« on: November 03, 2009, 07:33:56 pm » |
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It gets dark early. During the summer, it would still be broad daylight out at the moment I'm posting this. See, this isn't generally a problem, but when you have a career-defining extracurricular program on Mondays and Thursdays that are guaranteed to keep you until 6:00 PM, after it's surely dark out, yeah. That said, I wasn't at said program, because it was Tuesday—rather, I was at Tokyokid, drooling over a JSRF OST and new necklace, while my girlfriend drooled over Soul Eater and Gurren Lagann paraphernalia.
For the record, I live in JP, in Boston. Fortunately, I already saw this coming, but it doesn't change the fact that I'm out of a phone/MP3/camera. =/ All they had the brains to take was my Ericsson, rofl.
Basically, it was the standard crime of opportunity. Three white dudes, hoodies, yeah, pretty typical. They were going the opposite way when I passed them, walking along in the street, as if I weren't supposed to see them. I got to the end of the next block and glanced over my shoulder to find they'd turned around and started following me. So, I round the corner, which is blocked by some tall bushes and THESE PEOPLE ARE NOT PRO at mugging. They blew their entire cover just by running after me in the usual, stomp-footed way of your typical sped. I whirled around and glanced their sneakers beneath the bushes, through the fence, on the other side of the corner, and looked up to see the third member of The Chav Trio across the street, trying to act casual. It didn't help them that they couldn't keep themselves from cursing rather audibly—I mean they stopped and had that giddieness of somebody who'd just been on their first big rollercoaster and liked it. Either way, I knew they were there from the minute they turned around, and they only knew it when I actively took notice.
Now, at this point, I turned back around and continued. I knew I should've ran, but this was one of the few moments where my rational part took over. I really didn't get much farther than some Jeep, when they made their move. Exchange as follows.
Leader (Black hoodie. Streetlights had his eyes shadowed out—smart guy): (Something that got my attention.)
Me: *Turns around, obviously pissed off.* What do you want? *Turns back around and keeps going, obviously doing it to gain ground.*
Leader: *Swings back in front.* What's in your pockets.
Me: Not ****ing interested. -3- *Keeps going.*
At that point, they raided my hip pockets and didn't appear to take anything. I, naturally was all like, "WTF how poor are you guys?" as they did so, but didn't really care. After that, one of 'em just shoved me toward the jeep, that I bounced off of. I smartly had my keys in my hand in a way that they'd be hidden, but they flew off into the leaves just by the curb. My new glasses have dumb frames that don't wrap around the ears (they only rest on them) so they flew off, into a gravel driveway nearby. I just picked up my glasses and fished out my keys. Yeah, I got rather noticeably pissed when I noticed my right hip pocket was empty, but all that was in there was a $150 phone and it's accessories.
Either way, I just glared 'em down the entire time and kept walking. The inevitable happened, but all they did was push me into an SUV—but of course, last I checked, I weigh 210 lbs at the very least, so they didn't really have much moving force, otherwise, nothing really happened. The phone was deactivated, like, not even more than five minutes after they took it. :pppppppppp Now all they have is some MP3/camera/fitness device that they don't even have the right wire for. That and they've probably got something headed their way in the future.
Anyway, yeah. It didn't even happen much more than an hour ago and I'm already laughing about it. I get over this type of stuff scarily fast. =/
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