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It's friday night, so everyone has a right to go out and enjoy themselves. I fully believe this atleast and had one of my bests nights out for a while in London. However, on my way home, I caught the train on the wrong side of the platform. This means that it follows the exact same stations until it's too late. At this point me and a mate got off. (In hindsite it was possible that one more stop would have taken us to my place, but this wasn't a certainty)
However having got off at this particular station, I knew the way to his house, so we caught a bus to near enough his house. This near enough was going to be a problem though. It's 10:30 and we're walking down a street I've walked down 50 times in daylight, but this time it was different (obviously). We walk past these 4 guys who look like trouble, but neither of us say anything... until we've past them. Then, when they're coming from behind they call out all their stupid "rude boy" s**t and try to start something. We still say nothing, but one guy rifles through my pockets. So I knock his hand away and say that universal phrase- "Leave it." He seems to take offence and chases me down the street. I see that he's gonna catch up, so I stop. Atleast face to face is better than him tripping me up. He says something then punches me right in the face. I drop to the floor and play dead. He kicks me a couple of times then runs off with his mates.
My friends alright and all they took from him was his broken £5 watch from Sicily. They took neither my phone, nor my wallet. At this point we run to his house just to play it safe. The police are called and I have a bag of frozen chips to put on my eye. (Who the hell doesn't have peas?) Within 5 minutes we have 2 copper cars round the front and their asking to go with them around the area to identify them. (I praise them for this, very suprised indeed!) There's no sight of them and we go back. I slept most of today in my bed and am listening to my Travis now.
This may seem like I'm looking for sympathy, but I'm not. Infact it's a bit pointless except for saying:
I knew all this was happening every mintue of the night, but it was my first assault/mugging in London, so maybe I was just lucky for it to take so long.
I don't have any of this mental trauma, but maybe that's because I was just waiting for it to happen anyway.
I was lucky that they were'nt looking to cause some serious trouble.
I'm gonna try to never ever catch the wrong train. The right one would've saved us half an hour and prevented me from getting lamped.
However having got off at this particular station, I knew the way to his house, so we caught a bus to near enough his house. This near enough was going to be a problem though. It's 10:30 and we're walking down a street I've walked down 50 times in daylight, but this time it was different (obviously). We walk past these 4 guys who look like trouble, but neither of us say anything... until we've past them. Then, when they're coming from behind they call out all their stupid "rude boy" s**t and try to start something. We still say nothing, but one guy rifles through my pockets. So I knock his hand away and say that universal phrase- "Leave it." He seems to take offence and chases me down the street. I see that he's gonna catch up, so I stop. Atleast face to face is better than him tripping me up. He says something then punches me right in the face. I drop to the floor and play dead. He kicks me a couple of times then runs off with his mates.
My friends alright and all they took from him was his broken £5 watch from Sicily. They took neither my phone, nor my wallet. At this point we run to his house just to play it safe. The police are called and I have a bag of frozen chips to put on my eye. (Who the hell doesn't have peas?) Within 5 minutes we have 2 copper cars round the front and their asking to go with them around the area to identify them. (I praise them for this, very suprised indeed!) There's no sight of them and we go back. I slept most of today in my bed and am listening to my Travis now.
This may seem like I'm looking for sympathy, but I'm not. Infact it's a bit pointless except for saying:
I knew all this was happening every mintue of the night, but it was my first assault/mugging in London, so maybe I was just lucky for it to take so long.
I don't have any of this mental trauma, but maybe that's because I was just waiting for it to happen anyway.
I was lucky that they were'nt looking to cause some serious trouble.
I'm gonna try to never ever catch the wrong train. The right one would've saved us half an hour and prevented me from getting lamped.
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SnoopDogg wrote:
> Paradox: wrote:
> Niddle wrote:
> Getting mugged is a b!tch, my brother got mugged a couple of weeks
> ago.. he still can;t get himself to walk around our area without
> me/parents, he's still very scared and shook up.
>
> Lol, how old is he?
>
> Puff.
>
> Thats a bit raw that mate, have some sympathy !
And it's "Poof", not "Puff".
> Paradox: wrote:
> Niddle wrote:
> Getting mugged is a b!tch, my brother got mugged a couple of weeks
> ago.. he still can;t get himself to walk around our area without
> me/parents, he's still very scared and shook up.
>
> Lol, how old is he?
>
> Puff.
>
> Thats a bit raw that mate, have some sympathy !
And it's "Poof", not "Puff".
My mate (whos was huge for his age then) in year 8 was attmptedly mugged. He must have bin about 5 ft 9 or thereabouts then. Guy came up to him (he was taking money out a cash point) tells him to give him the money. My mate said no, got punched in the stomach and the guy walked off.
stupid crappy muggers.
stupid crappy muggers.
Paradox: wrote:
> Have you been sniffing lighter fluid again?
I thought you said that was your brother, or your dad?
:P
> Have you been sniffing lighter fluid again?
I thought you said that was your brother, or your dad?
:P
Ms NY wrote:
> Were they wearing socks over trousers? :-p
That's a worthy method of self-insulation. They're so smart.
> Were they wearing socks over trousers? :-p
That's a worthy method of self-insulation. They're so smart.
Paradox: wrote:
> Niddle wrote:
> Getting mugged is a b!tch, my brother got mugged a couple of weeks
> ago.. he still can;t get himself to walk around our area without
> me/parents, he's still very scared and shook up.
>
> Lol, how old is he?
>
> Puff.
Thats a bit raw that mate, have some sympathy !
> Niddle wrote:
> Getting mugged is a b!tch, my brother got mugged a couple of weeks
> ago.. he still can;t get himself to walk around our area without
> me/parents, he's still very scared and shook up.
>
> Lol, how old is he?
>
> Puff.
Thats a bit raw that mate, have some sympathy !
Ms NY wrote:
> Luckily, I've never been assaulted, etc. Seems it's more male than
> female anyways. Either that, or I look like I'm carrying a knife and
> brick in bag with intentions to use them.
I feel sorry for women. They have the fear of rape from rude boys, men don't. Atleast I hope we don't.
:S
> Luckily, I've never been assaulted, etc. Seems it's more male than
> female anyways. Either that, or I look like I'm carrying a knife and
> brick in bag with intentions to use them.
I feel sorry for women. They have the fear of rape from rude boys, men don't. Atleast I hope we don't.
:S
Am I the only person who doesn't go out of my way to avoid them? Why should I change my schedule to accomodate for a bunch of twonks?
Clazon wrote:
> I thought you said he was your brother, or your dad?
>
> :P
Have you been sniffing lighter fluid again?
> I thought you said he was your brother, or your dad?
>
> :P
Have you been sniffing lighter fluid again?
"You can't park there, wench"
Paradox: wrote:
> You have no proof the crackhead didnt follow me from school....
I thought you said he was your brother, or your dad?
:P
> You have no proof the crackhead didnt follow me from school....
I thought you said he was your brother, or your dad?
:P
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