standy
Forum Member
I have been seeing all the "my shit got stolen" threads, so it prompted me to post this as a reminder to everyone. Things aren't getting any better, so pay attention to your surroundings and be prepared- especialy during the holiday season when you have many things on your mind. Kind of a long story, but if it reminds someone to stay safe, then its worth the time it takes me to type this out. (I type slow, haha)
Last night, I was filling up my diesel cans for my heaters at 9 mile and I-75. As I was filling them, I hear someone yelling, so I look up and see a car full of guys go past. I paid no mind and went about my business. Just as i was walking to my truck, I hear the yelling clowns again, so I looked over, just in time to get a hard look from the passenger and see them rip around the next corner to the street that I had to head down. I had my girl with me, and I told her that I bet they were gonna be waiting for me around the corner. I turned onto the street, and sure enough, as I passed by, they flew up behind me and proceeded to get on my left side and try to force me over (this is a main side street that cuts through the neighborhood). They made it past and came to a stop in front of me, and I see one of the pasengers jump out of the car and come running toward my door yelling "bitch, get out of the truck! Get out of the truck, mother fucker!" in the common wannabe thug speak. At this point, I know shit is gonna get bad- there are two other guys in the car....one of them was a BIG boy. I threw my truck in reverse and got the fuck on, and this asshole starts CHASING me on foot. It was obvious that he was not just "fucking around" trying to scare us. I am quite sure that he had every intention of doing me some major harm. I gotta say, I was afraid that I was in deep shit. Nobody other than my girl around, and I couldn't find my phone because it had fallen out of the cupholder when I took off in reverse. I had my gun on my hip, but I'm not going to prison for anyone, so I decided to try and escape. He was reaching in his pants as he was running, and had he started to pull something out, I was fully prepared to respond if need be.
After the incident, I took off and parked to find my phone. I called a friend who was on duty in this particular city, let him know what was up, description, etc. We drove around for awhile to let things cool off, and then headed back, because i had to get some stuff out of my garage. I drove a completely different route to avoid crossing paths again...or so I thought. I couldn't believe my luck as we turned the corner and ran into them AGAIN- this time parked at a house. I tried to get by fast, as they're running up to my truck again, throwing their arms up and yelling. I get out of dodge, call my cop friend back with the location. My night is getting seriously fucked up at this point. About a half hour goes by, and my friend calls back, saying that he has them all- spotted them on foot, obviously looking for me. They're all clean, nothing on them, blah, blah....if they had anything, it was probably in the car. I rolled back that way and met up with him, at which point he tells me to stay alert, because two of these cocksuckers live 2 blocks from where my garage is. I drive down this street almost daily, so I'm sure they know where I'm usually hanging out....fuckin' sweet. The good news is that I have their names, addresses, etc., and I know that I can take care of me and mine, but what the fuck? Nowadays you can't even get fuel without becoming a possible victim. I still have absolutely no idea what was happening. Did they wanna carjack me, rob me, or just kick my ass for fun? I can't believe that people like this exist...its sickening.
Oh well, that was my excitment for the week- stay safe (and armed, if possible), everyone.
Last night, I was filling up my diesel cans for my heaters at 9 mile and I-75. As I was filling them, I hear someone yelling, so I look up and see a car full of guys go past. I paid no mind and went about my business. Just as i was walking to my truck, I hear the yelling clowns again, so I looked over, just in time to get a hard look from the passenger and see them rip around the next corner to the street that I had to head down. I had my girl with me, and I told her that I bet they were gonna be waiting for me around the corner. I turned onto the street, and sure enough, as I passed by, they flew up behind me and proceeded to get on my left side and try to force me over (this is a main side street that cuts through the neighborhood). They made it past and came to a stop in front of me, and I see one of the pasengers jump out of the car and come running toward my door yelling "bitch, get out of the truck! Get out of the truck, mother fucker!" in the common wannabe thug speak. At this point, I know shit is gonna get bad- there are two other guys in the car....one of them was a BIG boy. I threw my truck in reverse and got the fuck on, and this asshole starts CHASING me on foot. It was obvious that he was not just "fucking around" trying to scare us. I am quite sure that he had every intention of doing me some major harm. I gotta say, I was afraid that I was in deep shit. Nobody other than my girl around, and I couldn't find my phone because it had fallen out of the cupholder when I took off in reverse. I had my gun on my hip, but I'm not going to prison for anyone, so I decided to try and escape. He was reaching in his pants as he was running, and had he started to pull something out, I was fully prepared to respond if need be.
After the incident, I took off and parked to find my phone. I called a friend who was on duty in this particular city, let him know what was up, description, etc. We drove around for awhile to let things cool off, and then headed back, because i had to get some stuff out of my garage. I drove a completely different route to avoid crossing paths again...or so I thought. I couldn't believe my luck as we turned the corner and ran into them AGAIN- this time parked at a house. I tried to get by fast, as they're running up to my truck again, throwing their arms up and yelling. I get out of dodge, call my cop friend back with the location. My night is getting seriously fucked up at this point. About a half hour goes by, and my friend calls back, saying that he has them all- spotted them on foot, obviously looking for me. They're all clean, nothing on them, blah, blah....if they had anything, it was probably in the car. I rolled back that way and met up with him, at which point he tells me to stay alert, because two of these cocksuckers live 2 blocks from where my garage is. I drive down this street almost daily, so I'm sure they know where I'm usually hanging out....fuckin' sweet. The good news is that I have their names, addresses, etc., and I know that I can take care of me and mine, but what the fuck? Nowadays you can't even get fuel without becoming a possible victim. I still have absolutely no idea what was happening. Did they wanna carjack me, rob me, or just kick my ass for fun? I can't believe that people like this exist...its sickening.
Oh well, that was my excitment for the week- stay safe (and armed, if possible), everyone.
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