I was just assaulted twice in a week's time

everywere is the same these days with people being attacked for nothing... only here 3 is a tiny number and wouldnt be too bad, numbers like 10 are more common.
 
First story:

I'm at a friend's house for a party. It's pretty crowded. Suddenly, I feel the craps upon me. I look over and notice that there is a line of girls outside the bathroom door. Seeing as how it was a girl's house, and because I couldn't wait much longer, I decided the gentlemanly thing to do would be to run back to my house (a five minute walk from there), and do my business within my own walls.

Between my house and her house, there is a little park area. Naturally, I decided to cut through there and save myself some much-needed time.

So I'm walking through the park, and this man approaches me. I keep myself from making eye contact. He stops in front of me and says, "Give me your wallet." In the back of my mind, I know that I only have two cents in my wallet. Knowing this wouldn't appease him, I outright told him, "I don't have any money." What happened next transpired so quickly that I couldn't react until it had all taken place.

As soon as I had finished speaking, the man punches me in the left cheek and shoves me onto the ground, and starts running away. As I fell, I landed on my ankle awkwardly. By the time I look up, he's already out of sight. Well, that was fun. And I never did get to take that ****.

Second Story:

Again, another party. There were so many cars parked on the street that I had to park my own around the block. At about one in the morning, I head back to my car.

I'm walking past a Burger King along the way. Next door to the Burger King is this ****** excuse for a bar. Exiting the bar were three drunk men. From a distance, I can see them laughing like idiots, and simultaneously taking off their shirts. First thing to run through my mind is, "Great." They're walking next to each other, taking up the entire sidewalk. As we pass, I start walking off the curb to get out of their way. Again, avoiding eye contact.

Just as we pass, the guy closest to me says, "What's up?" Without saying anything else, and before I could respond, he punches me in the back of the neck, and they continue walking, laughing. I stumbled forward a bit, but kept from falling over. Seeing as how the odds were against my favor, I shrugged it off and kept walking. Some distance gets put between us, and then I hear the guy yell back "WHAT THE ****?!" I turn around and see him stopped, looking back at me, with him arms up, like he expected me to come back and challenge them. I laughed out loud, waved, and continued walking back to my car.

My Life.

Discuss it.



You're behaving in the wrong manner.

If you walk past meekly, lower your shoulders and generally walk past like a wuss, they will see an easy target.

If you walk past like someone who is confident, assertive, and would probably fight back, you are a lot less likely to be attacked.
 
arm yourself...get some pepper spray...spray then run...come back after the air is clear and unleash the furry.
 
You're behaving in the wrong manner.

If you walk past meekly, lower your shoulders and generally walk past like a wuss, they will see an easy target.

If you walk past like someone who is confident, assertive, and would probably fight back, you are a lot less likely to be attacked.
I've walked alone at night in downtown Berkeley and downtown LA, and I'm a chick. I think this definitively means that there must be a God, since I'm still alive (untouched, even) after said ordeals. :o

Walk as if you know where you're going, and try not to distract yourself with your cell phone or iPod or whatever. What I do is make eye contact initially, when you first see the person walking towards you, but don't stare them down. Look away and then look them in the eye again. Staring people down invites confrontation, but obviously trying to look away makes you look meek and scared. Obviously, the best thing would be to achieve a middle ground.
 
Listening to an iPod can be dangerous. How will you know if someone's coming up behind you?:huh:

Situational awareness.

Rules to live by:
  • Be courteous to everyone, friendly to no one.
  • Decide to be aggressive ENOUGH, quickly ENOUGH.
  • Have a plan.
  • Have a back-up plan, because the first one probably won't work.
  • Be polite. Be professional. But, have a plan to kill everyone you meet.

Two more, I forgot:

  • Flank your adversary when possible. Protect yours.
  • Always cheat; always win. The only unfair fight is the one you lose.
 
Listening to an iPod can be dangerous. How will you know if someone's coming up behind you?:huh:

Situational awareness.

Rules to live by:
  • Be courteous to everyone, friendly to no one.
  • Decide to be aggressive ENOUGH, quickly ENOUGH.
  • Have a plan.
  • Have a back-up plan, because the first one probably won't work.
  • Be polite. Be professional. But, have a plan to kill everyone you meet.

That sounds like good advice. Not so much the killing thing, but the rest.:up:
 
your town is just full of gays and they were just hitting on you... get it HITTING on you hahaha. just kidding (no offense to anyone who may be a homosexual on this board) stop going to partys that involve you having to walk long distances at night.
 
Listening to an iPod can be dangerous. How will you know if someone's coming up behind you?:huh:

Situational awareness.

Rules to live by:
  • Be courteous to everyone, friendly to no one.
  • Decide to be aggressive ENOUGH, quickly ENOUGH.
  • Have a plan.
  • Have a back-up plan, because the first one probably won't work.
  • Be polite. Be professional. But, have a plan to kill everyone you meet.

Two more, I forgot:

  • Flank your adversary when possible. Protect yours.
  • Always cheat; always win. The only unfair fight is the one you lose.
that's the only part I don't agree with
 
To answer some questions.

I'm not a big guy. I'm tall and lean. The only reason I avoided confrontation in the second story after he punched me was because they were all huge guys, there were three of them, and they were drunk. I'd rather take a bruise on the back of the neck over broken limbs and internal bleeding. And I suppose I deserved it the first time. The guy caught me completely off guard.

As for the "no eye contact" thing, haha, my over-protective mother taught me that all throughout my teen years.

In retaliation to these assaults, I purchased a three-toed sloth, and I'm taking it to karate lessons. Why fight my own battles when a three-toed sloth can do it for me, and look abajillion times more badass doing it?
 
Well hopefully you've learned your lesson about eye contact.

Everyone here is correct. Walk with confidence and assertiveness, and give a little eye contact.
 

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