Orrefe
Jan 13, 2010, 03:17 AM
You know what? Despite being disappointed and let down over and over again, I still naively believed that people, in general, were good.
Now I'm not sure I can trust myself to go anywhere at night by myself. And I had gotten pretty used to going everywhere in this city at ridiculously late times for no particular reason. And now I'm afraid to.
Why? Cause I got fucking robbed. Being careless, of course.
I was walking to my friends work, which is about an hour walk away from my house, to get her from her job at the end of her shift. And I was taking my usual route of sidestreets and this had never been a problem before.
I saw these 2 guys on the corner, but I didn't pay them much mind. One aws on a bike, which seemed completely mind numbingly dumb because this is Canada and it's fucking winter, yeah, you can totally ride with that. I guess it wasn't the point.
So I get almost to the end of the street, and as soon as I pass where there are no houses and it's just a hydro field, this guy grabs me and just says, essentially, "What do you have on you? Give it up."
Now, if I were a tougher guy, maybe I would have thrown a punch, or maybe if I were a faster guy, I could have booked it, or maybe if I was a more clever-er guy, I could have somehow gotten away with his bike in the ultimate irony of steal from the stealers. But I am not. And I had no idea what to do. I actually just stood there and said to him, "I really don't want to. But I'm not going to fight you."
Yeah. I admit it. I'm a wimp. But considering my options, and the potential of him having a weapon, I opted against confrontation. Since I was wearing headphones, it was pretty clear I had some form of MP3 player. I took out my iPod, unattached it from the headphones, hoping maybe he'd be satisfied with just the iPod and leave me the fuck alone.
No such luck. As I was handing the guy my iPod myself [and I have to say, I must be the most polite rob-ee ever, I just handed them my shit], there was a bigger guy behind me who took the headphones off the top of my head. And he had the balls to say, "It's for your own protection." I guess he meant in the sense of, "If you don't give us your shit, we'll kill you." What a dickhead.
Sign of a pussy #1. 2 against 1? I'm not tough but come the fuck on. Not to mention I was smaller than them.
I openly handed them my wallet. It sucked, cause it was a Legend of Zelda wallet [Twilight Princess themed, specifically] and I got that at some side thing at ther university I went to briefly, and I don't think that could be replaced. But they certainly got the shit end of the stick there. They managed to get:
-$35 cash [Ooh, big spender]
-Expired Drivers licence
-Expired Health Card
-A debit card and, even with knowledge of my pin number, they can get maybe $2 out of it. Read; big spender
-Expired metro pass
-A picture of my friend with the ongoing joke that people would think she's my girlfriend but she's not, that's not important.
So the guy, satisfied that I have nothing else of value on me, just says, "Walk." So I start to walk past him on the sidewalk when he says, "Through the hydrofield." So I start walking through, and I get about halfway, turn back to see if they're still there, turn around and just scream, "FUCK." As I was walking down the street [main streets now], I just keep repeating things to myself like, "Assholes stole my fucking SHIT," and other obscenities over and over again. When I got to my friends work, the first thing I said was, "So I got robbed." Her response was, "Haha! ...wait, what?" She didn't properly hear me, hence the laugh at the beginning. It was actually kinda great, couldn't have scripted that response better. My whole emotional self had mixed up between 3 emotional settings:
a) Laughing it off; "Yeah, shit just went down, haha! I just got robbed! Whatever!"
b) Anger; "What the FUCK those assholes stole my SHIT."
c) Upset; "Holy fuck they could have beaten me and my shit is gone and I can't replace it."
I'm not really sure how to properly feel about it, but as soon as I got home, I made a report to the police, and about 50 minutes later they showed up and I told them everything. The semi-fortunate thing was, at first I thought, "Man, these guys got away, and there's no way to identify those things as mine." At first, I thought, my headphones are pretty distinct. Came from Pacific Mall [essentially, a highly asian mall full of imported goodies and also illegal DVDs and the like], and although all my friends liked them, they were distinct that... nobody has them. They were lime green with silver stars in the middle. But I thought... even if I had never seen anyone with them BEFORE, that's not enough to, if I randomly saw them, to know they were mine. And then I thought, "You know, they didn't steal my iPod cable. They may be stuck with my shitty musical taste forever. And I know what's on my iPod." That's also not enough to really say, "Yeah, that's my iPod." It could be anyones iPod. Then I realised... my iPod is engraved. And they can certainly cover it or hide it, but they can't get rid of the engraving. I'm not expecting to get my stuff back, but that is my key... well, thing. To find. I expect to get my wallet back, sans money. If they're caught with my wallet and the ID inside, they're fucked.
I'm thinking they're just some punk assholes from the high school thats just in that area. It's my old high school, so I visit the place on a regular basis, and I'm just gonna have a good look around. Again, I'm not really hopeful I'll get my stuff back. It's just frustrating and that just left me feeling vulnerable. And goddamnit, iI want my stuff back.
Now I'm not sure I can trust myself to go anywhere at night by myself. And I had gotten pretty used to going everywhere in this city at ridiculously late times for no particular reason. And now I'm afraid to.
Why? Cause I got fucking robbed. Being careless, of course.
I was walking to my friends work, which is about an hour walk away from my house, to get her from her job at the end of her shift. And I was taking my usual route of sidestreets and this had never been a problem before.
I saw these 2 guys on the corner, but I didn't pay them much mind. One aws on a bike, which seemed completely mind numbingly dumb because this is Canada and it's fucking winter, yeah, you can totally ride with that. I guess it wasn't the point.
So I get almost to the end of the street, and as soon as I pass where there are no houses and it's just a hydro field, this guy grabs me and just says, essentially, "What do you have on you? Give it up."
Now, if I were a tougher guy, maybe I would have thrown a punch, or maybe if I were a faster guy, I could have booked it, or maybe if I was a more clever-er guy, I could have somehow gotten away with his bike in the ultimate irony of steal from the stealers. But I am not. And I had no idea what to do. I actually just stood there and said to him, "I really don't want to. But I'm not going to fight you."
Yeah. I admit it. I'm a wimp. But considering my options, and the potential of him having a weapon, I opted against confrontation. Since I was wearing headphones, it was pretty clear I had some form of MP3 player. I took out my iPod, unattached it from the headphones, hoping maybe he'd be satisfied with just the iPod and leave me the fuck alone.
No such luck. As I was handing the guy my iPod myself [and I have to say, I must be the most polite rob-ee ever, I just handed them my shit], there was a bigger guy behind me who took the headphones off the top of my head. And he had the balls to say, "It's for your own protection." I guess he meant in the sense of, "If you don't give us your shit, we'll kill you." What a dickhead.
Sign of a pussy #1. 2 against 1? I'm not tough but come the fuck on. Not to mention I was smaller than them.
I openly handed them my wallet. It sucked, cause it was a Legend of Zelda wallet [Twilight Princess themed, specifically] and I got that at some side thing at ther university I went to briefly, and I don't think that could be replaced. But they certainly got the shit end of the stick there. They managed to get:
-$35 cash [Ooh, big spender]
-Expired Drivers licence
-Expired Health Card
-A debit card and, even with knowledge of my pin number, they can get maybe $2 out of it. Read; big spender
-Expired metro pass
-A picture of my friend with the ongoing joke that people would think she's my girlfriend but she's not, that's not important.
So the guy, satisfied that I have nothing else of value on me, just says, "Walk." So I start to walk past him on the sidewalk when he says, "Through the hydrofield." So I start walking through, and I get about halfway, turn back to see if they're still there, turn around and just scream, "FUCK." As I was walking down the street [main streets now], I just keep repeating things to myself like, "Assholes stole my fucking SHIT," and other obscenities over and over again. When I got to my friends work, the first thing I said was, "So I got robbed." Her response was, "Haha! ...wait, what?" She didn't properly hear me, hence the laugh at the beginning. It was actually kinda great, couldn't have scripted that response better. My whole emotional self had mixed up between 3 emotional settings:
a) Laughing it off; "Yeah, shit just went down, haha! I just got robbed! Whatever!"
b) Anger; "What the FUCK those assholes stole my SHIT."
c) Upset; "Holy fuck they could have beaten me and my shit is gone and I can't replace it."
I'm not really sure how to properly feel about it, but as soon as I got home, I made a report to the police, and about 50 minutes later they showed up and I told them everything. The semi-fortunate thing was, at first I thought, "Man, these guys got away, and there's no way to identify those things as mine." At first, I thought, my headphones are pretty distinct. Came from Pacific Mall [essentially, a highly asian mall full of imported goodies and also illegal DVDs and the like], and although all my friends liked them, they were distinct that... nobody has them. They were lime green with silver stars in the middle. But I thought... even if I had never seen anyone with them BEFORE, that's not enough to, if I randomly saw them, to know they were mine. And then I thought, "You know, they didn't steal my iPod cable. They may be stuck with my shitty musical taste forever. And I know what's on my iPod." That's also not enough to really say, "Yeah, that's my iPod." It could be anyones iPod. Then I realised... my iPod is engraved. And they can certainly cover it or hide it, but they can't get rid of the engraving. I'm not expecting to get my stuff back, but that is my key... well, thing. To find. I expect to get my wallet back, sans money. If they're caught with my wallet and the ID inside, they're fucked.
I'm thinking they're just some punk assholes from the high school thats just in that area. It's my old high school, so I visit the place on a regular basis, and I'm just gonna have a good look around. Again, I'm not really hopeful I'll get my stuff back. It's just frustrating and that just left me feeling vulnerable. And goddamnit, iI want my stuff back.