Have you ever been mugged or jumped?

Has anyone here ever been mugged or jumped? It can be in any degree. Gun point, a knife, no weapons even.

Philly per capita has the highest crime rate in the country I believe, so it's not surprising that I got mugged a few times. I got mugged a total of 3 times, but only 1 of the 3 times they got away with anything of mine. I was lucky no weapons were used.

The first time I was about 12 and I was riding my bike with my friend. About 4 black kids surrounded us and told us to give up our bikes. They looked around 13/14ish. One of the kids swung at me but I blocked part of it and he only grazed the side of my cheek. Another kid punched me and it hit me in the ear and it didn't hurt very much, but eventually we both got away with our bikes.

Another time I was about 15 and was coming home from school with a friend and some kid came over to me and put his arm around me and asked me for a bus token. I told him I didn't have one and I knew right away what he was going to ultimately try to do because his grip around me was pretty tight. He told me to give him my money or he was gonna kick my ass and my friend shoved him off and we both ran for it across a busy street on a red light. He didn't follow us across.

Another time, I was about 14 I think and I was riding my bike through a park and I was near a part with stairs so I wasn't going fast. There were a couple wiggers sitting down drinking and one of them chased after me and I couldn't accelerate fast enough and he stuck a stick in my spokes and I fell of the bike. Oddly, he asked for my Iverson jersey and not the bike, and I gave it to him because there were a few other guys with him and one had a glass bottle, and I didn't feel like having it smashed over my skull.


I'm curious if anyone here ever got mugged and to what degree. I know people who have been held at gun point, and it must be one of the scariest things. You never know if they'll just shoot you anyway.

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A friend of a friend got mugged three times in Clowntown (right out of Boston, and that is not the actual name of the town). He left the house to get a bag of chips from a house across the street. First, he got mugged with a guy with a gun. He gave up his wallet. Then a dude with a tire iron walked up to him asking for his wallet, but when he had no money to give up, he got hit in the face with the tire iron. He got across the street, got the bag of chips, and then got mugged again for the chips. Poor dude got back to his friends after that.

I got jumped in high school a few times, but I never got any serious injuries. The worst I ever did to a dude is two black eyes and a broken nose. I was whaling on the dude, but then his big ass bro pulled me off and put his size 14 in my chest. The air was knocked out of me so I couldn't continue.

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Why yes I have, I was calling my grandmother in the train station to let her know I was coming home late and these dumbasses took my Sidekick II. I chased them for a while but when they got off at an empty stop, some guy just kept me from chasing them further.

I went home, logged on to T-Mobile's site, found they'd taken pictures of themselves, put their friends' phone numbers in the phone, and called one of their grandmothers.

That was the end of them.

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When my friend and I were Grade 5 we went to the park behind his apartment one day, and we saw a bunch of teen guys. I think they commented about my friend's younger brother's bike or something. All of a sudden my friend just told me to run, and I was highly confused at that time, so I just walked out, while my friend ran, and his brother pedalled out of there. I don't know if the teens were approaching us, or if they just kept staring at us intently.

Later when I asked what happened, he said that one of the kids was brandishing a knife, and then I thought that was pretty scary, even though I didn't notice anything in my naivete.

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When I was around 7yrs old I went on a trip to Jamaica with my grandmother.

I was in the backseat of a car while my grandmother and another gentleman was in the front. We parked on the street infront of a house and the guy went inside to get something.

My grandmother and I were still sitting in the car when, within the two minutes the guy left us, two individuals rushed out of the bushes and put knives to our necks through the open windows. One made sure I didn't move and the other ripped the gold chain off my grandmother's neck.

Afterwards, they both darted off back into brush.

I was speaking idiomatically.

I was with a friend in Houston some time ago (I think I was barely 20). Wasn't 21 at the time, so I shouldn't have legally had a handgun. I didn't have a license to do carry-concealed, much less. But I didn't trust Houston, and had to be on-foot for a little bit in downtown regions, as she lived around there. I didn't have my truck available and she didn't have one period. I relied on taxi'ing, and this was a maybe quarter-a-mile walk. Didn't wanna try it without being armed, as it was later at night.

I was walking with a female friend and some black guy walked out of a little alley about five yards ahead and pulled out a knife. He approached and demanded our money and her jewelry (she had a few rings, including an engagement ring from her fiance, one of my pals). I promptly drew my .45 and aimed it at him. Said to back off or else I'd indulge in a little bit of self defense. The guy literally dropped the knife and scrambled away, stumbling in the process.

My friend looked at me and stammered, asking if I had a license to carry concealed. I said "not even 21." "Then what're you doing with a handgun?!" "What handgun? =)"

Needless to say, these events firmly established me as the Best Man at the wedding.

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I packed some Parsley in a ziploc and sprinkled a little water on it and tried to pass it off as weed. I got jumped that Afternoon.

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I went to downtown Detroit with a friend to see a concert one night when we were about 18. We only parked around the corner, so I'm amazed we actually got mugged, but we lolligagged coming out, so we weren't with the main crowd. There were a few homeless men asking for money. One man near the exit was really tattered and frail looking, and my friend gave him a dollar. Another homeless man must have saw him do that, so he started following us out to our car, asking for money. We told him we didn't have anything and kept walking. Once we got around the corner, and there weren't any people nearby, he told us to give him what we had or he'd shoot us. I panicked, of course, because I didn't want to get shot, so I gave him what I had, which was luckily only $20 in Canadian money. He then ran off, and we were fine, but it was scary as hell.

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A black guy pointed a gun at me demanding money. He wasn't big and muscular so I fought back and tried to grab his gun. Short story, he didn't get what he wanted and I didn't get what I wanted either, a broken nose.

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I used to work for Jostens' Yearbook Division as a graphic designer, so I used to travel all over the state for weeks at a time to country towns that didn't have a shred of decent Mexican food. One night after having been gone just north of Auburn, CA for a week and a half, I just wanted to get some tacos. That's ALL I wanted. So I stopped at a taco truck that was open at 1 am just outside of Visalia.

I was wearing my slacks, dress shoes and OOPS... How could I forget... I'm in Southside gang territory (Local gang color: blue) wearing a red dress shirt with a black tie!

Upon having been personally insulted by my obviously suave and fashionable, yet unfortunately color-matched, attire some kid who couldn't have been older than 14 years old asked me where I was from. He was wearing your standard-issue "Chicano" gang attire; slacks, tank-top, blue shirt with only the top button done and sunglasses... AT NIGHT. At first I ignored him because I was just hungry and those tacos were the only thing on my mind, but then he came up and gave me a slight nudge and asked again where I was from. In my frustration I told him, I wasn't from here. "I'm from Guadalajara." This time his tone got a little more stern as he said, "Where you from? And don't get smart with me."

...

"You know what homie? I live in this town. OK? A lot of my closest friends are people you smoke with so just back the fuck up and let me get my grub on."

He then reached into his back pocket and before he could pull out whatever it was he reached for I impulsively swung hard hit him dead in the face and he went down in one hit. I didn't even wait for my food. I paid for it and told the cook to give the boy my food as an apology. I really felt bad... The boy was almost half my age; but then again... I never want to know what he was going to pull from his back.

I was just pissed anyway. It's dumb fucking spics like him that have gotten PLENTY of my friends killed over the past decade. Impulse first and ask question later. Not a smart way to roll.

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Wow, that's crazy... I had no idea so many people got mugged. Maybe I'm just not in a muggable part of the country...

At any right, myself and most of the girls I know have had instilled in us a healthy fear of getting mugged and raped.

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Originally Posted by Rayne

I packed some Parsley in a ziploc and sprinkled a little water on it and tried to pass it off as weed.

HAHA. Damn homie... I used to beat the shit out of you in high school.

How ya doing, buddy?

Originally Posted by Encephalon

HAHA. Damn homie... I used to beat the shit out of you in high school.

LOL, I charged 20 bucks. They got it back.... with my wallet and the rest of my money. Don't think I'll ever do that again.

I was speaking idiomatically.

I've never been mugged. There is something seriously wrong with the place you live in if this is a common event. :/

What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?

I've been beaten up before, for no real apparent reason either. Was waiting for the bus at a bus stop when I was like 10 years old, and like 4 older kids came out of nowhere and started to beat me and brother up. After about 5 minutes or so, they seemed to have gotten bored (we did try fighting back, but they were a lot bigger than us, so couldn't of done much). They didn't take anything, but I felt it might as well have been a mugging. At least they focused mostly on the body, so I didn't have any facial injuries, but I felt pretty bad for a while and wanted revenge (but unlike just shooting someone, I would've released a bomb and blew up a block or something, screw collateral damage). Luckily I never went through with that and now know better.

Another time I witnessed someone getting mugged (eerily enough, near where I got beaten up earlier in my other post), but instead of helping, I merely jaywalked to the other side of the street, since I was about a good 50 feet away from them. I saw a group of about 6 large guys (maybe in their early 20's), and next thing I knew, one of them threw a punch at a fat lady walking past them. I didn't really want to stick around, cause even if I did help, what could I have done? I don't see the point of myself getting beaten up either (yeah, you might criticize me and say you would've jumped in, but it's easy to say that; it's another to actually do it if you were in the situation I was).

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Originally Posted by Gecko3

I've been beaten up before, for no real apparent reason either. Was waiting for the bus at a bus stop when I was like 10 years old, and like 4 older kids came out of nowhere and started to beat me and brother up. After about 5 minutes or so, they seemed to have gotten bored (we did try fighting back, but they were a lot bigger than us, so couldn't of done much). They didn't take anything, but I felt it might as well have been a mugging. At least they focused mostly on the body, so I didn't have any facial injuries, but I felt pretty bad for a while and wanted revenge (but unlike just shooting someone, I would've released a bomb and blew up a block or something, screw collateral damage). Luckily I never went through with that and now know better.

Another time I witnessed someone getting mugged (eerily enough, near where I got beaten up earlier in my other post), but instead of helping, I merely jaywalked to the other side of the street, since I was about a good 50 feet away from them. I saw a group of about 6 large guys (maybe in their early 20's), and next thing I knew, one of them threw a punch at a fat lady walking past them. I didn't really want to stick around, cause even if I did help, what could I have done? I don't see the point of myself getting beaten up either (yeah, you might criticize me and say you would've jumped in, but it's easy to say that; it's another to actually do it if you were in the situation I was).

I'm sorry, but if you get Beat up for no apparent reason something must be wrong. Somebody just walks down the street and outta the blue "He looks fun to beat up, where's my nunchucks?"

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Originally Posted by Rayne

Somebody just walks down the street and outta the blue "He looks fun to beat up, where's my nunchucks?"

I'm guessing you've never been to 14th St. District of Oakland, CA on a Saturday night.

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One time a friend of mine was walking in south philly with some girl he was dating, and he walked by a bunch of black kids standing on a street corner and one of them just punched him in the side of the face. He said there were about 7 of them so he just kept on walking. This was in daylight too.

No mugging, no nothing, they just punched him and laughed about it. Some people are just messed up.

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Originally Posted by Encephalon

I'm guessing you've never been to 14th St. District of Oakland, CA on a Saturday night.

I thought it was Bad in Atlanta. But apparently It's Happy town to everyone else.
The worst thing I heard here was the Brian Nichols case. (Some guy going aggro in a court house)

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Philly is very bad and I'm not proud of it. I love my city, but it's shameful that I literally can't walk through certain huge areas past 10pm without risking my life.

The crime here is so bad, and I'm pretty sure per capita it's #1 in the nation. It angers me.

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Originally Posted by DragoonKain

One time a friend of mine was walking in south philly with some girl he was dating, and he walked by a bunch of black kids standing on a street corner and one of them just punched him in the side of the face. He said there were about 7 of them so he just kept on walking. This was in daylight too.

No mugging, no nothing, they just punched him and laughed about it. Some people are just messed up.

This is a fine reason to own a pistol and have a CHL.

I was speaking idiomatically.

Originally Posted by Gumby

I've never been mugged. There is something seriously wrong with the place you live in if this is a common event. :/

Ditto.

Maybe this is the only reason why I'm glad to live in such a secluded place. A city with 200,000 residents, and everyone is nice for the most part.

What I find eerie is the fact that my city has the highest crime rate in all of Canada. Yet I've never been mugged/beat up, or whatever. Never. Seriously, WTF.

What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?

I love Western Canada. Crime is not too bad at all. Me and two of my friends walked up and down a busy street in Vancouver both at day and night passed hungry people, homeless people, a group of punk rockers in kilts and mohawks, a guy who would climb a tree or pole for money, and scalpers to the Alice Cooper concert we went to see. We never once feared that we may get beat up and/ or mugged.

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I've never been mugged. That's why I like this town. I can walk down to the beach at 2 in the morning and not have to worry about anyone trying to hurt me. Except when the navy ships are in port, because they go out and get drunk and get into fights with the local drunks. But, whatever, I still don't have to worry about much here.

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Vancouver is awesome, even at night. You could walk past anyone, even in downtown, and everyone minds their own business and leaves you be (sure, we get the occasional "can you spare change?" from homeless people, but that's common). I was freaked years ago when I went to Vancouver for the first time, but, I eventually got used to it, and it seems like a good city to live in.

One day, just two weeks ago when I was there, we were walking downtown on a residental street, and we could overhear some lady bitching to her boyfriend about how he was cheating. And she was loud, too. You could hear her from half a block away.

But otherwise, nothing's happened to me there.

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