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March 24, 2004
East Crapass
That is the name of my neighborhood, as named by Luis, a good friend. I'm a bit tired of East Crapass.
Two thugs attempted to jump me coming out of the Morgan stop on Monday night. I already had an extremely long day at work, followed by an extremely long night at university. I was not in the mood to be sucker-punched by some little punk and his really big friend.
Not that they succeeded, mind you. As soon as I saw them approach, alarm bells started going off. Just as the first one passed me, he took a swing at me. I jumped back (thank you, boxing lessons with Kieran) all the way to the street, as the other one was also headed for me. I think their goal was to knock me into the dark corner next to these stairs and beat me up. I continued backing up, cussing up a storm, using my really angry teacher voice.
They skulked off a bit, I went down a block to my home stretch, and realized that they were trying to catch me from both sides on a totally deserted street. I ran to my building, only to discover that the idiot landlord changed the locks again. I was pounding on the window, screaming, as I could see my roommate watching television, but he couldn't hear me. Just as they were crossing the block to get me, I remembered I have the mail door key, opened that door, and slammed it on their faces.
No loss of wallet, no injuries, just a loss of security again. Today I felt the whole fight/flight mechanism roiling up my system as I walked home, just because some guy walking the opposite direction got too close to me. I don't like feeling that way.
Posted by G at March 24, 2004 11:30 PM
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YIKES! I'm glad to read yer okay tho (albeit shaken up!) Scary, indeed!
Posted by: Lee at March 25, 2004 12:54 AM
Glenn, your landlord is even scarier than your neighborhood. Are you thinking about finding another place?
Posted by: barry at March 25, 2004 10:35 AM
Move. Move. Move. And sue the landlord.
Posted by: sam at March 25, 2004 03:53 PM
Move. Move. Move. And sue the landlord.
Posted by: sam at March 25, 2004 03:53 PM
A can of mace or pepper spray does wonders. Getting off 1 stop before or after your usual stop and talking the bus will do your nerves wonders.
Posted by: newell at March 25, 2004 04:19 PM
Whoa . . . .
Posted by: Out There at March 25, 2004 06:02 PM
erk. Not good. Hope youre feeling better now. Having been attacked a coupla times myself I know what youve been through. *hug*
(and yeah, move, sue, etc)
Posted by: scally at March 31, 2004 05:37 PM