I was attacked and robbed last night!
 

Yeah, so, this is a story all about how....

I could've come out a lot worse than I did.

I'm at the library chatting shit with Jenni, printing off some crap and generally having a blasti-blast. Figure it's time to head home and do some cutting and sticking with what I'd printed out. So I'm walking home down Adelphi Street and cutting across through to walk down Walker Street.

Across from Walker Street I see 6-8 Chavs all stood around like they usually are, y'know, being chavs - and I carry on walking and texting. It's the usual route I take at the usual time, chavs are doing their usual shit and being chavvy. Only this time two cross the road towards me.

Oh, Great. I think. They're gonna bug me until I carry on walking and ignore them. Nope! One of em' takes a haymaker right at me, and I do the swiftest motherf*ckin' dodge ever - and in the same take I'm off running back down towards Adelphi Street/The Roundabout. They're still chasing me, I can feel em' right behind me - but I've been training for a half marathon, see, so I'm outrunning them just about. I almost trip because my feet are overtaking my balance and I decide at that point to drop my bag. It didn't have anything important in it, just my uni work, a book, some chocolate and what not. Dropping it helps me regain my balance, gives them a sense of achievement and allows me to keep my head from being caved in. All in all, quite a good trade off.

Anyway - I get to the end of the road right where the roundabout is, and call them 999 peeps who do a wonderful job in answering the phone quite promptly. Within 20 seconds I'm already in the van with the officers scoping the area. The dimwitted shitbags decide to stay IN the carpark on North Street and pretty much all 6-8 of them are arrested until I positively ID the one that tried to swing, and they catch one near the bag trying to run away.

So yeah, my bags been recovered and is in forensics - which takes the biscuit because I'd just bought some dolmio sauce for my pasta when I got home. My statements been taken, and because they didn't have a weapon on them, and I DROPPED the bag when I was running instead of handed it over when they tried to beats me up - they can't really be charged for any serious form of robbery.

OH WELL.

I have work and I'm wide awake because JENNI made me decide that drinking the Relentless Berry was a good idea. Which I guess it was because I have the reaction times of a feckin' hawk and the speed of Usain Bolt.

Sign me up for the olympics y'bastards - I'm bringing home the gold!

Great story, glad you came out of it unscathed. Nice work.

Glad you're okay. I feel like Jason Statham must be involved.

Glad you're ok.

That's one for the grandkids. :)

Forgive my ignorance, but just what the fuck is a Chav?

Glad you're alright!

healer: Chav - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Way to drop the bag. There isn't any pride involved when you are outnumbered 8 to 1.

I'm glad you are okay and might actually get some justice out of it.

Thanks guys.

The guy that tried to throw a punch my way has admitted to it and will be dealt with accordingly, the other is still being interviewed but he's broken his curfew so has been charged with that already.

What a wonderful set of events! Sigh.

Glad you're ok.

They wouldn't have lasted 10 seconds in Texas without having a gun in their face. Just saying.

literally 20 seconds?
if so, the response time in the UK is fucking awesome.

i'm glad you didnt get hurt, G.

Quite literally 20 seconds, they were detained and the bag was recovered within 10 minutes. It's astonishing, I was really impressed.

Granted, I was in the town centre where there is already a lot of police presence - but yeah, colour me impressed.

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Yeah, you start carrying guns, then they start carrying guns, then it turns from a simple robbery to armed robbery or murder. I'm happy to run away from fists for now, thanks!

Perhaps. It's a different mindset between continents, with a different history. I'm comparing apples to oranges I guess.

great story..glad ure ok G

damn UK streets...thats one for Strange_Famous to read!

I thought the exact same thing, fists are so much more easier to run away from, dodge, block, bullets on the other hand only have a novelty that exists in the Matrix.

Good job man, see this as a step up in you marathon training.

" Feet, don't fail me now! "

way to go (fast), glad you are ok.

im quite impressed as well. U.S. pigs could take a note from the rozzers.

Depends on the area.

For example, my store was broken into tonight. I got there just under 10 min from the break in alarm ( I get signaled and so do police) there were 4 cops there before me, and one arriving same time as me.

They've always been fast here. (Sub 3 minutes typically)

Glad you're okay!

Wow, sounds like more of a night than I would ever like to have.

Glad it all worked out!

And I am also very impressed with how fast the cops showed up!

And it sounds like what you call a "Chav" is what us out here call "Chaches"

It helps to have cameras on every street corner ;)

no CCTV in that area unfortunately...

ha. forgot about that.

Fuckin' charvers....you wanna see something funny, take a weekender to Prague sometime during the summer. Several times a day, you could be treated to the sight of one of these little shits picking on the WRONG person....Gypsy brickmasons, Prague cops, any Russian ANYbody....the splatter can be fun to watch, but given that many of these twits are likely carrying some (all) sort of blood-borne illness, I'd stay at least a few feet back. Glad to hear you're ok (lotsa those gobshites are knifing people these days) and have some/most/all? of your kit back.

Of course, there's a reason Chavving and Happy Slapping haven't really caught on in the States.

arent wiggers close enough to these chavver dudes?

/me waits for someone to get pissy about the term "wigger"