Robbery at Gunpoint
Written by VinceM
I’m a 30 something year old now, but back in the day, I got into lots of strange and dangerous situations. Sometimes these situations resulted in people pointing guns at me, so keep this in mind as you read what happened to me last year.
In 2008 I began taking long walks to clear my mind. These walks always made me feel better and they also allowed me to think through problems more easily than just sitting in a chair. It wasn’t long before I became hooked on taking long walks around my workplace during lunch and around my neighborhood in the evening.
My neighborhood is not necessarily a bad one, but as with all inner cities, if you take a wrong turn, you will eventually walk into a dangerous situation.
I had this mind set of not caring where I walked or what time I took my walks, because in my teenage years I hung out with stick up kids, gang members, and your average trouble making teens. So if someone was up to no good, I could usually spot the situation long in advance and prepare myself for whatever I had to do.
My family didn’t like the fact that I took almost 2 hour walks at 9pm. They knew that trouble was just around the corner, and they feared that one day I’d get into trouble during my walk.
I on the other hand thought much differently about all this, because I’ve been in so many life threatening situations in my life, that I really didn’t care what could happen; I guess I sort of felt unshakable. This didn’t mean that if something happen I wouldn’t get scared at all, it simply meant that I knew that I could get through it, no matter what. (You would probably have to read all my stories here on Story Peeps to really get a good idea why I thought like this; it’s been a long and action packed life!)
I am white, but I grew up on rap and hip-hop, because that’s all my friends listened to and they were from all sorts of different backgrounds. To this day I still listen to Jay-Z and sometimes even Biggie Smalls, because the lyrics mean something completely different to me these days. But of course I still agree with the undertone in the lyrics; which state to me that I’m number one and I won’t let anyone mess with me, even if I can’t react instantly to whatever they throw at me.
Sound a little confusing? Basically you wouldn’t want to do me any injustice, because I don’t forget and you have no idea of what I’m really capable of. I’m not a bad guy at all, but I am a man of my word and a man of principal, and men like us don’t tolerate injustice period.
The other day on my evening walk; I noticed a grey Mitsubishi Gallant parked on a street behind my house, with a car full of people just sitting in it. I walked by it, taking careful notice of what the people were doing inside and keeping an eye on them with my peripheral vision, just in case they try to attempt a robbery on me.
That day I walked by, and nothing happened but I did sense that there was something wrong with that situation. Sometimes your intuition just lets you know that something is fishy, and I’ve learned to hone and depend on my intuition over the years, because there are so many fake and shady people in the world to be aware of.
The next day I walked the same route, but the Mitsubishi Gallant filled was not there, and I was glad that it wasn’t, because that would surely be a red flag symbolizing stick up kids who were planning to rob me.
I turned the corner and began walking the half mile down my street to my house when the inevitable happened.
I was listening to some music while changing the lyrics to my own freestyle lyrics that I came up with to feed myself a stream of goals, positive thoughts, and encouragements. I did this often, because it’s one of my ways to set goals, stay positive, and motivated to accomplish everything that I need to before I die.
I’ve played many roles in my life, so when I learned about positive thinking and its benefits I tried it out and found it very useful! If you haven’t tried it yet, I recommend you pick up The Power of The Subconscious Mind by Joseph Murphy. That book made me do amazing things!
Anyways, I’m half way to my house when in a dark driveway I hear someone yell out “Hey!”. I looked into the very dark driveway and couldn’t see anything at all. I thought it was probably some teenager playing a joke, so I kept on walking.
As I approached my house, I heard a car drive up really slowly behind me, and from the corner of my eye I noticed a grey car. It was that Mitsubishi Gallant that I seen the other day. The passenger yelled out “Hey, come here”. I turned my head towards the car and didn’t even acknowledge at first that the passenger was wearing a bandana. He said “Do you have any money?” that’s when I actually realized that these punks were trying to rob me. Being who I am, I was pissed at them for the robbery attempt and in a patronizing voice I said “No I don’t”, even though my wallet was creating a bulge in the front pocket of my jeans.
Right after I said that, I noticed that the stickup kid had a black 9mm or 45mm hand gun pointed at me. I wasn’t scared in the least bit; in fact, I was abnormally calm and poised.
With the gun pointed at me, I calmly began walking towards the rear of their car, so that I could look at the license plate. The stick up kid yelled “Where you going nigga?”, as he cocked and loaded the chamber of the gun.
Once I heard the gun click, I thought to myself that I’d jump into the bushes or behind his car if he attempts to start shooting. But at that moment, I just stood there looking at the little punk who was riding a power trip, because he had me at gun point in front of his other three friends; who were in the car with him.
Within seconds they realized that they were not going to rob me and that I wasn’t scared of them. They began to drive away slowly towards the light at the end of the street ,while the gunman continued to point the gun at me.
As soon as the Mitsubishi began driving away, the adrenaline began to flood my body with anxious energy just waiting to overflow into some type of retaliation. I thought of getting into my car and following the punks and if they started shooting, I’d bash their car with mine and call the cops on them, since I had no way of exacting revenge without a gun. If I had a gun I’d probably chase them down and shoot up their car to scare them silly; luckily, I decided never to own a gun because of my temper.
I ran into my driveway, but my car was blocked by another car which drove me mad. My heart began to race and my mind focused intently on revenge. I saw the punks at the light down my street and this drove me nuts because by the time I unblock my car, they’d be gone.
I walked into my house and paced around as I figured out what to do. I realized that I couldn’t call the cops since I had no plates and because I didn’t want to really deal with the cops if I didn’t have proper clues to give them. Instead I called my sister to blow off the steam, and tell her what happened.
Well after that night, I realized that walking in bad neighborhoods at night that I used to control with my friends over 10 years ago, was not in my best interest anymore. I had to face the facts that there are too many wild punks and stick up kids that love to pull armed robberies on unsuspecting people. Live and learn they say.
When I think about how I reacted during their attempted robbery from their perspective, I just laughed and felt slightly proud. They must have been so surprised at how calm I was, because they didn’t even know how to actually rob me after seeing my reaction. I’m mean I had a Blackberry and a wallet on me, but apparently these stunned amateurs were used to easy prey who react in fear and obedience.
I’m no superman, but I am happy about the way I handled myself that day. Also I am very surprised at how calm the situation was for me, at least until they pulled away, at which point my adrenaline and anger truly kicked in.
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