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Was mugged on UB campus in December at night with snow on ground.

 

I was coming back from off campus to north campus to catch bus to Amherst campus.  Guy grabbed me from behind and told me to give him my money and I told him I had none. He told me again I said "I have not money just groceries" (I worked in food coop and we were paid with credit).  Third time he said it knife went to throat so I back kicked him in groin and knocked knife away and out of his hand.  He recovered and hit me hard in face and took off taking my glasses. 

 

I chased after him with some obscene shout and he turned around with a smaller knife and said "I am going to cut yah". I said "You are not going to cut me otherwise you would have done it before. Where are my glasses?"  "Threw them over there."  I said "Find them." and he looked at this crazy person facing him and went to area where he said he threw and acted like he was looking for them.  I saw something reflecting in snow and went to it and he took off (knife dropped). It was not my glasses just some broken beer bottle bottom.  I chased him and he had enough lead to get in car and took off. I got license plate and knife but could not identify assailant in lineup. Never found glasses and neither did grounds people who looked when snow melted. No prints on knife.

 

Glasses cost me over 200 which I did not have to replace. Do not remember how I did it.  His fist hit my tooth so hard that it was split up middle (previously had root canal) fusing the two halves to bone and I needed to have tooth removed in dental school.

 

 

Only time I ever faced a gun I was working outside in alley.  He threatened me with gun and I turned around and hit him with pry-bar I was using to open grate. He was not completely down until a few more hits.  Cops said I went a little too far and told me that if I had gone further I'd be charged with assult but he talked to owner of bar and he said I'd broken up many fights so it must have been being threatened by gun which triggered it. Guy had a number of outstanding warrants I was told.

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Sometimes my job requires me do to late night house calls, and one night I got called out to this bad neighborhood, where it was one way in, one way out. When I pulled up I was sitting in my vehicle writing a few things on the paperwork before getting out, and there were a group of guys standing out there about 15 feet from my car. One guy approached my car, so I rolled down the window slightly and asked if I can help him. He asked me if I had any money. I told him no (which I really didn’t), then he said “ok, I guess I’m going to have to get my boys to jump on you when you get out.”

Needless to say I locked my doors and called the cops. I was going to leave, but the cop car came down the street within like 30 seconds of calling. All the guys scattered. The cop stayed with me while I did the house call, and he told me next time I get anything down this street to call for an escort first because they have to watch this area 24/7.

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Didn't even consider that the thread title could have been past tense for so many. Yikes.

 

I was talking about this with a close friend Saturday night and had forgotten that he had a harrowing experience in his younger days (before I knew him). Working late night at a gas station, armed robber enters and my friend and co-worker comply and end up face down on the floor gun to friends head. The robber ended up getting the money and taking off. My friend told me he isn't sure he would ever let himself end up that helpless again.

 

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My brother was working at a Wilson Farms back in the 80s. He was with another guy behind the counter when a guy came in with a shotgun. Late night shift, the guy levels the gun at them, says open the register, there wasn't a lot, brother and other guy are on the floor, side by side, the guy is ranting and raving about opening the safe. As they were on the floor my brother heard a shot go off, he saw the co-workers body ***** the floor, then another shot rang out. His ears were ringing as crap from the displays on the counter rained down on him and then they heard the door open and close. The bad guy had tried to open the safe with the shotgun blasts, scaring the co-worker into a full body jump from a prone position on the floor. Brother and co-worker quit within 2 hours. 

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As someone who had a gun to their head at age 17 in Lackawanna all I can say is you don’t react like you think you would. I wasn’t as scared as I thought I would be. 

This is not to say that I’m a tough guy because I’m not. I looked the guy in the eye, and his accomplice, and asked them both, is this a joke? Are you ***** with me right now? 

They weren’t trying to rob my friends or me, they didn’t like that we didn’t walk across ridge road fast enough for them in their ***** Pontiac.

If you were to ask me how I’d react to a gun  to my head before that I’d probably tell you I’d be shitting my pants or even crying a bit. But it wasn’t the case. I looked them both in the eye, made sure they saw a human being, and lived to tell about it.

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