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I was standing outside of my workplace, sorting through my walled trying to find a one dollar bill for the soda machine, and out of the corner of my eye I saw a large man walking towards me. Blowing off any immediate paranoid thoughts I continued my quest to find a single dollar among a legion of fives. As soon as I find one the man is now hovering over me. Assuming something is wrong, or he has a question, I turn towards him dawning my big fake work smile.

"You gonna gimme that wallet?"

He was dead serious slowly walking me into a corner against the vending machine. Immediately after shoving my money into a pocket, I punched him in the gut. Surprisingly that was all it took as he walked backwards gasping for air. My manager sprinted of nowhere and broke us up. The mugger ran, and I was left to talk to the cops. Yay.

Anyway have you ever been a victim of a crime? or in my case, an attempted crime?

I was standing outside of my workplace, sorting through my walled trying to find a one dollar bill for the soda machine, and out of the corner of my eye I saw a large man walking towards me. Blowing off any immediate paranoid thoughts I continued my quest to find a single dollar among a legion of fives. As soon as I find one the man is now hovering over me. Assuming something is wrong, or he has a question, I turn towards him dawning my big fake work smile.

"You gonna gimme that wallet?"

He was dead serious slowly walking me into a corner against the vending machine. Immediately after shoving my money into a pocket, I punched him in the gut. Surprisingly that was all it took as he walked backwards gasping for air. My manager sprinted of nowhere and broke us up. The mugger ran, and I was left to talk to the cops. Yay.

Anyway have you ever been a victim of a crime? or in my case, an attempted crime?

Thank God you're ok.

Yeah, been groped on the subway (you'd be amazed how well yelling, "THAT BETTER BE A GUN IN MY BACK OR I'M RIPPING IT OFF AND SHOVING IT DOWN YOUR ****ING THROAT!" works), prevented two lowlife females from attacking a young woman and her three year old by getting in their faces and threatening to throw them on the tracks.

Apparently when a five foot tall crazy woman starts shouting about impending dismemberment, people lose interest in assault.

OMG, I hope you are okay!

I have sadly been a victim of lots of crimes.....I survive though.

Some creep did try to grab one of my kids once in a parking lot, she was less than a year old, he tried to grab her right out of my arms......I hit him a few times before he gave up and ran away.

My God, was anyone else around?
You mean you let him live? ;)

OMG, I hope you are okay!

I have sadly been a victim of lots of crimes.....I survive though.

Some creep did try to grab one of my kids once in a parking lot, she was less than a year old, he tried to grab her right out of my arms......I hit him a few times before he gave up and ran away.

Golden opportunity to DRAW DOWN :D

Probably the worst crime I've been a victim of is assault. It ended up with me in hospital overnight.

Apparently when a five foot tall crazy woman starts shouting about impending dismemberment, people lose interest in assault.

Surprised? I do have a mother you know. ;)

Some creep did try to grab one of my kids once in a parking lot, she was less than a year old, he tried to grab her right out of my arms......I hit him a few times before he gave up and ran away.

I'm glad you and your kid are alright. Just hearing about that sends a shiver up my spine, and makes my heart sink.

I'm going to keep an eye out for that guy again in case he decides to pick on someone a little less capable than myself. The cop said the guy has been pulling the same stunt nearby.

My God, was anyone else around?
You mean you let him live? ;)

There were people around, they didn't seem to care. It was in a mall parking lot, so the cameras caught everything, I ended up on the news......my husband was like "remind me not to piss you off"

when they finally caught the guy it was because he had checked into the ER with a broken nose and a dislocated jaw. I really was just trying to get him to leave us alone, I didn't realize what was going on until he was running away, all I knew is someone grabbed my kid and I don't like people grabbing my kid.

A friend of mine almost got knifed downtown by one of the bums a few blocks from school, luckily a teacher driving home saw what was gonna happen and stopped it

Anyway have you ever been a victim of a crime? or in my case, an attempted crime?

Actually, no. Which is odd, since the kids from the rich Detroit suburbs keep telling me what an awful and dangerous town Mount Pleasant is. I have lived in and near bigger cities such as Colorado Springs, Colorado, Angers, France (an hour west of Paris) and Frankfurt, Germany but I've never once had anything happen to me.

Heh, well my story is quite a long story...

Sort of tired too...

So I'll leave it short -

I've been assaulted by a Hospital Employee once, then brought to the ground by three other big guys [one of them an ex-marine off-duty cop playing security guard] in the confusion...

Heh...

Yea...

Fun...

Sorry about...well, I mean, happy to hear you're alright. Sorry about it ever happening, I'd sort of be paranoid/pissed off after that. But yea..

I was playing a game in an arcade when a group came up and announced they were going to 'tax me'. I had no idea what they were talking about and was more interested in the game so I asked them to wait. They persisted in telling me I was 'to be taxed' and it kind of broke my concentration so I lost my game.

I turned to them to ask what the hell they were going on about at which point they explained that 'taxing me' meant taking my money.

The explanations required a little dialogue where, just naturally, I was being a little humorous, along the lines that rather than being taxed I required some welfare money, causing a few to laugh and the chat became quite friendly.

It got to the point where they asked what game I was playing and I was saying how I was having difficulty on a certain level.

It became quite the discussion and at the end we shook hands and went our separate ways - I think they just forgot the point of why they approached me in the first place.

That's the closest I've ever been to getting mugged.

Hey good work... But the dude could've been packin' a shive... Maybe a shoe horn?

Hey good work... But the dude could've been packin' a shive... Maybe a shoe horn?

My brain was set to "reptile" at that moment. If he had an open blade I would have just ran.

Eh, apart from the occasional idiot when I was in high school who tried to pick on a smaller looking target, I haven't had too many problems with that sort of thing, since I grew up in a good area, but there almost was a situation in my college town once...

So I was walking around in downtown, and I decided to go get a sub from Subway. This guy saw me with my wallet out, counting to make sure I had enough to afford the food, and he started walking towards me along the sidewalk. Quickly brushing aside my "paranoid" idea that he's gonna start something, I'm surprised when he shoves me a bit and says "Wallet. Give it."

"No," I say, "I don't need your wallet, I've got my own. Thanks, though!"
With a comment about how I need to learn to show respect, the idiot draws his hand back for a punch, making it very easy for me to redirect the punch with just a slight brush of my forearm. With a sigh of most exaggerated irritation and boredom(actually, I have to admit I was pretty scared, but, I thought, I'd be more likely to get out of this without somebody being injured if stayed calm and didn't let him know that), I bring my other arm around, put him in a simple wrist lock, and look him right in the eye.
"Listen," I say. "I know from experience, when I learned this, that it's a bit... uncomfortable, so I'll make it quick. I'm going to let go. You walk off, and go home. If you try to attack me after I let go, I will do this, or another lock again. But I will break whatever it is I choose to lock. Understand?"
With a whimper and a nod, he indicated his understanding, so I let go and gave him a slight shove in the direction away from me.

I like this story, because nobody had to get hurt. I was afraid that I might have to actually hurt him. (Or that he might, next time, be more successful in hurting me!)

I'm glad you're okay, though! Most people like this rely on their victims not standing up to them and fighting back. If you don't allow them to walk over you, you can often get out of things like this pretty easy.

My brain was set to "reptile" at that moment. If he had an open blade I would have just ran.

"You gonna gimme that wallet?"
*tongue begins to flick in and out, eyes begin to rotate independently, man slowly backs away…*

I'm glad nothing similar has ever happened to me. The weirdest creepy-stranger-event I can recall was when a really drunk, really old man offered me money…

My brain was set to "reptile" at that moment. If he had an open blade I would have just ran.

Oh yeah, I forgot about the old fight or flight response. I'd probably gone ape on him myself after everything when red...

I've never been mugged myself. But people tend to like to throw stuff at me.

Heh. Nice job defending yourself. Now hopefully that person will serve their--admittedly minor--debt to society and learn from the experience so they can be a better person.

I've been the victim of crimes before. I've had my bike stolen several times...I've been carjacked by some nut with a bloody FLARE GUN...(luckily the van was recovered.)

Oh, and I've been attacked several times by gangs of thugs when I was living in California...luckily at the time I was always able to flee.

I've been the victim of crimes before. I've had my bike stolen several times...I've been carjacked by some nut with a bloody FLARE GUN...(luckily the van was recovered.)

O_O

I'm more afraid of a flare gun than a regular gun just because my dad showed me what he 'improved' on one. Essentially he loaded one with gun powder, jammed a bunch of metal parts in it, and shot a target. At least a bullet will you. :(

O_O

I'm more afraid of a flare gun than a regular gun just because my dad showed me what he 'improved' on one. Essentially he loaded one with gun powder, jammed a bunch of metal parts in it, and shot a target. At least a bullet will you. :(

He didn't fire it at me, though. He just waved it around and screamed a lot.

I just wish I possessed something to defend myself with at the time...the only thing I had was my bo staff, and that's not exactly something to swing around in such close quarters.

O_O

I'm more afraid of a flare gun than a regular gun just because my dad showed me what he 'improved' on one. Essentially he loaded one with gun powder, jammed a bunch of metal parts in it, and shot a target. At least a bullet will you. :(

Your dad sounds... Interesting... From what I've read. I'm sure he's not that reckless all the time. Is he?

Your dad sounds... Interesting... From what I've read. I'm sure he's not that reckless all the time. Is he?

In his younger days he was a bit of a woodsman...or Redneck, whichever term you prefer. He's grown up a little since then.

He didn't fire it at me, though. He just waved it around and screamed a lot.

I just wish I possessed something to defend myself with at the time...the only thing I had was my bo staff, and that's not exactly something to swing around in such close quarters.

Why are you carrying-- Donatello, Is that you?

Why are you carrying-- Donatello, Is that you?

...

Huh?

...

Huh?

Ninja Turtle with the purple headband, used a staff.

...

Huh?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Donatello_%28TMNT%29

somehow somebody emptied my bank account and spent large sums of my money in a place called krabi, thailand? other than that nothing serious. a homeless guy I was feeding stole from the hotel I work at, but that wasn't a very big deal. no violent crimes though. I lead a boring life. I give out the last of my money on a fairly regular basis, (can't mug the willing...) and generally look poor. if you mug a college student you actually lose money.

Ninja Turtle with the purple headband, used a staff.

Ah, right. Knew the name was familiar.

No, I'm not Donatello. I just have a bo staff that I carry around everywhere.

Your dad sounds... Interesting... From what I've read. I'm sure he's not that reckless all the time. Is he?

That's not reckless. It's merely an enlightening application of projectile ballistics and oxidization. :D

I've been punched in the face by a stranger, but that's about it. I live a tame, tame life.

Eh, apart from the occasional idiot when I was in high school who tried to pick on a smaller looking target, I haven't had too many problems with that sort of thing, since I grew up in a good area, but there almost was a situation in my college town once...

So I was walking around in downtown, and I decided to go get a sub from Subway. This guy saw me with my wallet out, counting to make sure I had enough to afford the food, and he started walking towards me along the sidewalk. Quickly brushing aside my "paranoid" idea that he's gonna start something, I'm surprised when he shoves me a bit and says "Wallet. Give it."

"No," I say, "I don't need your wallet, I've got my own. Thanks, though!"
With a comment about how I need to learn to show respect, the idiot draws his hand back for a punch, making it very easy for me to redirect the punch with just a slight brush of my forearm. With a sigh of most exaggerated irritation and boredom(actually, I have to admit I was pretty scared, but, I thought, I'd be more likely to get out of this without somebody being injured if stayed calm and didn't let him know that), I bring my other arm around, put him in a simple wrist lock, and look him right in the eye.
"Listen," I say. "I know from experience, when I learned this, that it's a bit... uncomfortable, so I'll make it quick. I'm going to let go. You walk off, and go home. If you try to attack me after I let go, I will do this, or another lock again. But I will break whatever it is I choose to lock. Understand?"
With a whimper and a nod, he indicated his understanding, so I let go and gave him a slight shove in the direction away from me.

I like this story, because nobody had to get hurt. I was afraid that I might have to actually hurt him. (Or that he might, next time, be more successful in hurting me!)Good for you. *bows*
Instead of coming to blows, unnecessarily, you showed exactly what was needed: control. In every respect.
It's easy to get into a flurry of fists and such, but it's often VERY difficult to truly have control of the situation.

I am a victim of crime every April 15, if you get my drift.

I am a victim of crime every April 15, if you get my drift.

You're a survivor of the Holocaust?

No, thankfully.

But my brother once had something happen to him. He was driving his friend home after dark when he made eye contact with the driver of an old pick-up truck. He thinks nothing of it and goes on. When he drops his friend off (he lives in a cul-de-sac) the same old pick-up truck is blocking the exit, and a man exits the car and runs at my brothers car. Corey, my brother, however, backs up into a drive way and charges at the guy in his car, only to find that they had fled.

We're not sure if it was robbery, kidnapping, a joke, or an attempted assassination. He asked one of his teachers, an FBI agent and former cop, and he said "probably a robbery," but I suspect assassination.

You're a survivor of the Holocaust?

He's referring to paying taxes, dippy.

Reminds me of something that happened to a friend of mine here. He was out with his kid in a stroller when a guy ran a light and almost hit them. My friend kicked the guys car as it went by. The guy stopped and jumped out, and started yelling at my friend. Then he reached for the kid... Bad move, when my friend is a well trained former all Australia pro Muy Thai champ. (>.<)
The guy ended up in the hospital on the day before his wedding.

I got my pocket picked once. They got my passport, but fortunately my $2000 was in my money belt. Serves me right for not keeping my passport there too. :( A lesson well learnt.

Crime? In Japan? I had no idea…

There were people around, they didn't seem to care. It was in a mall parking lot, so the cameras caught everything, I ended up on the news......my husband was like "remind me not to piss you off"

when they finally caught the guy it was because he had checked into the ER with a broken nose and a dislocated jaw. I really was just trying to get him to leave us alone, I didn't realize what was going on until he was running away, all I knew is someone grabbed my kid and I don't like people grabbing my kid.

Reminds me of something that happened to a friend of mine here. He was out with his kid in a stroller when a guy ran a light and almost hit them. My friend kicked the guys car as it went by. The guy stopped and jumped out, and started yelling at my friend. Then he reached for the kid... Bad move, when my friend is a well trained former all Australia pro Muy Thai champ. (>.<)
The guy ended up in the hospital on the day before his wedding.

I got my pocket picked once. They got my passport, but fortunately my $2000 was in my money belt. Serves me right for not keeping my passport there too. :( A lesson well learnt.

I am a victim of crime every April 15, if you get my drift.

War Powers Acts, yay oh yay, constitutional issues AGAIN (re: 16th Amendment).

Re: "PATRIOT" Act.

I had my pocket picked in an arcade, and lost $6. My ID and a debit card were in the wallet, but the thief left it in the parking lot with only the money missing.

But that wasn't the creepiest thing that happened! One near-crime I narrowly avoided came about like this:

At the community college, back in the 90s, I was playing in their arcadelet (different place than where I had my pocket picked. This one had about 5 machines in an area by the cafeteria/commons, with a glass wall between that and the hall), when after a challenging-stage on the game, I noticed this bearded guy in the hall watching me through the glass. It was about 9:30PM...classes were out, cafeteria closed, so the place was pretty darned deserted. And, while he wasn't ancient, he just seemed a bit too old to be hanging around there for the heck of it--yet too young to be some student's father. As a regular arcade player, I also knew that he was too far away to see my score or how well I was playing, so he couldn't have been staring for any good reason.

So my alarm bells started clanging.

After the next 3 stages I looked up again. Apparently he knew I had spotted him, and he had moved back quite a bit. Now my alarm bells were *really* clanging! This definitely was not proper behavior. He had to be up to something...and judging by how he was acting, it had to be something very bad--he was waiting for my game to end, and me to leave, alone. So whatever he wanted to pull, it was something he wanted even more privacy for.

What he didn't realize was that I knew the security guard would make his rounds at 10PM. So I decided to just keep playing until then, and have the guard get me an escort out to my car (a longgg walk on what would be deserted walkways). And, I was good at the game I was playing, so my 50c was more than enough to last another 1/2 hour. (If I hadn't been looking at the guy so often, the quarter I was ON would have made it.)

At about 10 to 10 I notice the guy is (or seems) gone. So he knew the guard's schedule, too! Sure enough, at about a minute to 10, the guard came by to give me the boot and lock down the little arcade room, as usual. I told him about the weirdo, and drafted him for an escort and he got some younger guy to come and walk me out.

Two days later I was watching the news--there was a drawing of that same creep who'd been watching me. He was wanted for serial rape, and he'd just committed another one!! He did the latest one the day after I had seen him in that building!

He had obviously intended that latest one to be done to ME! :eek:

Needless to say, I didn't have a whole lot of interest in playing there anymore...

Never once in my life (nearly 21) as far as I remember. Never been mugged or even had anything stolen.

I had my passport, my iPod, and $100 in cash stolen from me a few months ago. Never any violent crime, though.

In highschool all my Rammstein cd's were stolen out of my backpack. :(

One winter i was walking back home from school with a friend and some fairly young guy stopped me.He asked me to give him my hat and said he'll kill me if I scream.Since i was 12 i got a bit scared and did what he said,he took it and put it on his head and went.
And i had my knife stolen in a camp while sleeping.

Ah, right. Knew the name was familiar.

No, I'm not Donatello. I just have a bo staff that I carry around everywhere.

Why?

I haven't really been the victim of a crime. My older (and only) brother would get physically and verbally violent towards me in my pre-teens up until now. I'm going to be eighteen in a few months. It was his way of controlling me and possibly getting revenge on me because I would always side with my older sister who isn't as asshole. My younger sister would side with my brother and when my older sister moved out, the only things keeping me from getting my ass beaten were my parents, who both worked, bedtime, an occasional visit to elsewhere and, of course, school. Just about every day after school, I was the omega who was beaten into submission. Of course, if he did this to me now, he'd be in prison. My younger sister was also physically and mentally abused, but not as much since she made sure to submit to my brother and do as he said. I followed my father's advice and occasionally stood up to myself. If I did it today, my brother and I would both be in prison.

I guess life has a way of punishing people. A few years ago, my brother and his friends got robbed at gunpoint. My brother gave the robbers some cash and a stick of gum, but neglected to inform the robber that he (my brother) also had a cell-phone. As the robbers left, one fired shots toward my brother and his friends. Fortunately for them and possibly the robbers, all the bullets missed. My brother called the police and just as luck would have it, a squad car was nearby and the robbers were arrested, charged, and I think convicted of armed robbery and attempted murder. My brother was scared. I don't think this has changed his viewpoint of me as nothing but his omega sibling. He showed me respect on my graduation day, but nothing to make up for the years of oppression.

Had the house broken into a couple of times, several cars stolen, bikes stolen, cars broken into and music players stolen, handbags stolen, 1 mugging (was helped by a drug dealer - what do you tell the police?) and 1 sex assault. I live in London and would say my experience is average. Doesn't reflect well on people does it?

the kids from the rich Detroit suburbs keep telling me what an awful and dangerous town Mount Pleasant is.

Do we say that? Sorry. :p

I've only had a couple of things stolen from my car. Never been mugged or attacked.

I was mugged at knifepoint. After I gave the man my wallet, he attacked me with the knife. I hurt him pretty badly. *nod*

This is why I always carry a concealed Remote Observer.

I had my apartment broken into......... by my land lord :eek:

Yes. My house was burglarized. They were former friends of mine and they stole a bunch of my CDs. I simply made up lists of what was taken and distributed them to various used CD stores nearby. A couple days later I got a call saying that some of my CDs had come in. Long story short, they were arrested, we accepted their plea bargain, and I got some of my CDs back and restitution for the rest.

This is why I always carry a concealed Remote Observer.

Did you know that thousands of people are killed in Remote Observer-related accidents every year?

Apart from having our house broken into, when I was very young and have no idea what actually happened, thankfully no crimes here.

I was the victim of aggravated assault, resulting in a broken zygomatic bone next to the eye socket.

call me naive but what is a remote observer?

No... not even petty theft.
Although we had a burglar when I was younger. He took beer out of the fridge in the basement while we were on holiday.

7th grade, I remember being roughed up in the men's room by another kid I had been talking with recently, after getting pawed over a bit I broke free and ran.

It wasn't until a while later that I had been told what he was really after, I'd very likely narrowly escaped being raped.

I suspect assassination.

Why?

Bloody hell, where do all you people live? :eek:

I've never been the victim of a crime. Twice a group of jerks demanded that I hand over any money I had on me. Both times were in a public place, in full view of other people (who did nothing, but may well have called the cops if it turned nasty), and I was with people. I lied and said calmly I had no money on me. The second time it earned me a biff on the back of the head, but that's all.

Nothing like what happened to the rest of you!

No... not even petty theft.
Although we had a burglar when I was younger. He took beer out of the fridge in the basement while we were on holiday.

Yup, I've used that excuse with my parents.

Parents - "How come there's bottles of alcohol missing from the house?"
Me - "Burglars, clearly"

my house was broken into 3 times they stole money a ps2 game that i liked and once they broke the back door window and broke off the toilet and i came home that nite needing 2 go toilet real bad.

Had my pickup broken into once, all the change swiped out of the little cubby hole. Not broken into per se, but rather I left the doors unlocked. Not like I keep anything valuable in there anyway.

Only "violent" crime I've been victim of is a guy tried to run me over with his car, twice. Though I'm not sure it really counts, I didn't move and he swerved. Guy was such a blow hard bully. I wasn't impressed.

When I was a kid I was outside a mall waiting for a bus with a new video-game or something in a white plastic bag. A group of much older thugs walked up and asked me if I had a ciggerette (why they thought a 12 year old would have ciggerette is beyond me) and when I replied that I had'nt, one of them grabbed the bag and ran away. Not thinking, I ran after him and managed to trip him up and get the bag back. At that point, the other thugs surrounded me and told me how offended they were at my tripping up of their friend! After that, they proceeded to beat the crap out of me, restealing the video-game AND my wallet! After that experiance, I joined a Boxing club, eventually rising to become city champion. Wierdly (and thankfully), I have never had to throw a punch outside the ring as people dont bother me if they know I box. It was hilerious when the older guys used to embark on a campaign of terror on the younger classes when we got to high school, but would purposely avoid me. Not that Boxing would be all that much help in a real fight, nor have I ever looked in the least bit physically imposing, but the rep has protected me for the last 8 years! :cool:

call me naive but what is a remote observer?

More of a who - stick around a bit and RO will no doubt be posting something in this thread.

Yup, I've used that excuse with my parents.

Parents - "How come there's bottles of alcohol missing from the house?"
Me - "Burglars, clearly"

:D I would have, but I was actually on vacation with them at the time. And we had bought the beer just before leaving, so we wouldn't have to get some when we got back.

Bloody hell, where do all you people live? :eek:

New York City, for me.
Forty years and three or four incidents where no one got hurt and I only had to open my big mouth, I think that's pretty good.

(Did I mention I'd choral training from sixth-twelfth grade? Projection is a great skill. Served me well as a NYC Public School teacher. ;))

I've never had any problems at all....yep, my life is boring:p

During alarm response my team partner and me got in a fight with half a dozen "Volga German" youngsters, who immediatley went violent once we apporached and tried to talk to them. My team mate took one down by the generous application of chemical mace. Then things got close up and personal. I'd have hated to fight those guys in Stalingrad... such brutality.

Got the beating of my life, suffered a ton of bruises, a chipped of teeth and several cracked rips. By that time I managed to get away, got some distance and from there I threatened the use of my firearm, followed by a warning shot, which all the sudden ended the fight.

My team mate wasn't that lucky. Got one of his hands smashed and received a kick in his face, breaking his jaw. Hospitalised for several weeks.

I got burglarized a couple of times.

When I lived in Florida my house's lock was screwed up. If you locked the door from the outside anyone left inside couldn't get out. So my ex-husband would leave the door unlocked when he left in the morning and I'd sleep a little longer. There was a mildly retarded guy who lived somewhere nearby and he used to show up after my husband left and talk to me when I gardened.

One day shortly after my husband left I awoke to having the sheets pulled off me. I was pretty panicked since these were the days before the 24/7 contacts I wear now and I'm extremely nearsighted. So I get up blind and grab the sheets from my visitor. And yes, I was sleeping in the buff. All I know is he's big and not supposed to be in my bedroom. So I start screaming at him and he starts backing up. He starts trying to explain his presence. If he were smarter he'd have know that "I just wanted a look" wasn't going to cut it.

Anyway, after I threatened to call the police he fled. Never saw him again.

Only thing that's happened to me is having my bike stolen and, after returning from holiday, leaving my bag in the taxi and never seeing it again, despite it having several forms of identification on it. Bastards whoever got that taxi next and never returned the bag.

And something I've realised from this thread: what the hell is with the word 'burglarized'? I've never seen it before, and it clearly should be 'burgled' ;)

Why?

Hmmmm... Maybe because assassination is a cooler than simple assault or burglary. Besides we don't know what enemies my brother could have made. Honduran drug lords? Crazy rednecks who decided to track my brother down?

I LOVE YOU, KATGANISTAN

And something I've realised from this thread: what the hell is with the word 'burglarized'? I've never seen it before, and it clearly should be 'burgled' ;)Sorry, bub. Americans are more likely to use "burglarized."

And something I've realised from this thread: what the hell is with the word 'burglarized'? I've never seen it before, and it clearly should be 'burgled' ;)

burgle |ˈbərgəl|
verb
another term for burglarize

ORIGIN late 19th cent.: originally a humorous and colloquial back-formation from burglar

Hmmmm... Maybe because assassination is a cooler than simple assault or burglary. Besides we don't know what enemies my brother could have made. Honduran drug lords? Crazy rednecks who decided to track my brother down?

I LOVE YOU, KATGANISTAN

I'm loving the hidden messages, lol :p

Sorry, bub. Americans are more likely to use "burglarized."

burgle |ˈbərgəl|
verb
another term for burglarize

ORIGIN late 19th cent.: originally a humorous and colloquial back-formation from burglar

Silly Americans, always have to invent words just to be different :)

Silly Americans, always have to invent words just to be different :)

The honorable thing to do would be to recognize defeat, even though in doing so you would have to realize that you are renouncing the labors of British grammaticians.


:p

P.S. I'm Canadian, eh.

The honorable thing to do would be to recognize defeat, even though in doing so you would have to realize that you are renouncing the labors of British grammaticians.


:p

P.S. I'm Canadian, eh.LOL
QFT

The honorable thing to do would be to recognize defeat, even though in doing so you would have to realize that you are renouncing the labors of British grammaticians.


:p

P.S. I'm Canadian, eh.

*dies*

*dies*

Oh snap =D

I'm loving the hidden messages, lol :p





Silly Americans, always have to invent words just to be different :)

Actually it's more likely a British invention. American English is much closer to the original than British English. The continent has bastardized your language.

Oh snap =D

Oi you :p

Actually it's more likely a British invention. American English is much closer to the original than British English. The continent has bastardized your language.

That's probably true, but I'm going to proceed to ignore facts and maintain my version of English is older and more correct than yours :p

In about 5th grade I was shot at by drunk hicks in the woods in a small backwards town in AZ but was able to quickly get away.

I've been jumped by a gang called Azusa 13 and kicked in the face repeatedly as they called me a racist skin head. Yet I was a long haired peace loving hippy that smiled and said hi back to them as I walked by their flop house.

I've had my car stolen from the lot while I had taken my wife into a UMC quick care. She was having breathing problems becaue of what we thought was her asthma and what we later found out to be cancer.

Had the house broken into a couple of times, several cars stolen, bikes stolen, cars broken into and music players stolen, handbags stolen, 1 mugging (was helped by a drug dealer - what do you tell the police?) and 1 sex assault. I live in London and would say my experience is average. Doesn't reflect well on people does it?

:eek:

All that happened to you, and your experience was only average? Sounds like you need to move to a nicer town/city, or get more police out on the streets.


Then again, maybe you just need more surveillance cameras. :D

Bloody hell, where do all you people live? :eek:

I've never been the victim of a crime. Twice a group of jerks demanded that I hand over any money I had on me. Both times were in a public place, in full view of other people (who did nothing, but may well have called the cops if it turned nasty), and I was with people. I lied and said calmly I had no money on me. The second time it earned me a biff on the back of the head, but that's all.

Nothing like what happened to the rest of you!

Your story sounds like you were the victim of assault and battery, twice. I don't know if it's a crime in France (:p), but I know it would be considered one in the US.

When I was at university someone broke into our house (well I say 'broke into', it's not as though we kept the front door locked) and stole some ice cream and some chicken kievs, and did similar to the other houses on the block.

And recently someone stole my identity to order a quotation on a garage door. Except the quotation was for my flat. Which doesn't have a garage. And they never turned up to carry it out. And they didn't bill me for it. So I don't know what was going on with that.
Maybe I ordered it in my sleep or something, but they do say the best scams are those where you can't see how you've been conned.

Never been in a crime, which is odd since I live near the most crime ridden area of San Bernardino, which is listed as one of the most dangerous cities in America(still I live in a very quiet neighborhood in Rialto, the gangs are mostly to the west and south of here), but have heard many horror stories about people being in crimes over the course of 2 days (Jury selection :p). The most horrifying/entertaining was for the suspect:

Broke into the guys home

Stabbed him enough to leave "buckets of blood"

Took some stuff

Caught two days later.

I wasn't put on the jury, but that just means I save gas :D

Not really, no. I've only lived just under 17 years and in a suburb, where a bad year is like 1 murder...

Unlucky mate.:)

I've never been mugged as such. I have had a beer can smashed in my face by generic English neanderthal #38889 because our waterfight accidently splashed his girlfriend, it hurt:D

Unlucky mate.:)

I've never been mugged as such. I have had a beer can smashed in my face by generic English neanderthal #38889 because our waterfight accidently splashed his girlfriend, it hurt:D

What, his girlfriend can't look after herself? :p

What, his girlfriend can't look after herself? :p

Strangely, I didn't stay around to find out....:D

I was technically never "mugged" or the victim of any other violent "crime" (though my brother made sure I was a victim of the violent part), which is weird because I used to live in a shitty apartment complex where the government was giving affordable housing to some lowlifes. Before the government did that, the apartments were relatively expensive and upscale. The worst crime would be littering. Afterwards, the police were arresting someone every other day. There was a bullet hole in our cieling (we lived on the first floor and someone in the second floor fired a gun into their floor). I was about 4 or 5 at the time and was only inches away from being hit. There was a murder in the apartment behind ours and, when my brother and his friend broke into the house, they said they could hear voices in the apartment even though it was empty. Never been a victim of a violent crime, but my dad and my uncle were beaten up when they were growing up for being the only white kids in a black neighborhood. Nowadays, they'd probably get shot. You know how gang bangers are these days. Shoot first and rob second.

I don't think I've been a victim of crime. Although, sometimes things go missing after one of my brothers has friends over.

Whoa! I just realized that the poll says: "Have you ever been the victim of a crime?"! I read it originally as "Was I the victim of the crime?". That changes my answer… :(

Yes, I have been. There we go.

Kinda sexual assault... not rape... but considering I didn't want anything of that nature from this particular guy (and told him so...)

Having lived in London for the last 17 years ive gotten off pretty easy, had Triads steal stuff from me, been mugged once, had a different group of Triads attempt to steal from me and been way too close to being stabbed.

Seriously for London thats a good result.

Having lived in London for the last 17 years ive gotten off pretty easy, had Triads steal stuff from me, been mugged once, had a different group of Triads attempt to steal from me and been way too close to being stabbed.

Seriously for London thats a good result.

Not been stabbed in London? In 17 years? Well played.:D

Essex is just as bad to be honest. Every few months Colchester entertains several thousand returning Paras who take it upon themselves to threaten, start fights with and generally be violent towards anybody not in the armed forces.

When I was about 11 or so, some kids tried to steal my bicycle by throwing a basketball at my head to knock me off of it. I chased them off with my bike, so it turned out alright.

Not been stabbed in London? In 17 years? Well played.:D

Essex is just as bad to be honest. Every few months Colchester entertains several thousand returning Paras who take it upon themselves to threaten, start fights with and generally be violent towards anybody not in the armed forces.

I moved away from London about a month ago to somewhere with less violence, but all i really did was switch immense violence for immense drug use.

Its no better in Manchester, Birmingham, Glasgow, Newcastle, Derby, Worcester, Liverpool... infact basically any big city here or anywhere in the rest of the world.

Why?

Because I train with it and it's a self-defense weapon. I purchased one after the second time I was jumped by a gang of knife-wielding thugs.

I was riding my bike down a city street when a gang of thugs tried to knock me off to steal my bike (and probably my money.)

They jumped in front of me and tried to get me to swerve and crash but I just plowed through them, then two jumped on each side of me. I was biking for a good 45 minutes prior so I was drenched in sweat and slippery. I threw one arm out and one of them fell off. Then I elbowed the other in the face which stopped him. I never actually stopped so it made for a quick escape.

Hmmmm... Maybe because assassination is a cooler than simple assault or burglary. Besides we don't know what enemies my brother could have made. Honduran drug lords? Crazy rednecks who decided to track my brother down?

I LOVE YOU, KATGANISTAN

Someone really should rule out that it was a prank, y'know.
So does my fiance.

This thread makes me appreciate my little town rather more.

Someone really should rule out that it was a prank, y'know.
So does my fiance.

Well, where this happened wasn't exactly downtown. There's hardly any crim at all, with even even very little crimes like murder or robbery around Leawood. Besides, pranks are generally done to people that we know personally here in Kansas City, and my brother doesn't know anyone with an old pick up truck.

CAN YOU HAVE US BOTH?

When you carry a .45 in plain sight people don't try to rob you :) I love my Second Amendment rights :) Infact, people don't even try to ever start fights or anything. You all should try it sometime

When you carry a .45 in plain sight people don't try to rob you :) I love my Second Amendment rights :) Infact, people don't even try to ever start fights or anything. You all should try it sometime

Open carry isn't technically illegal here, but from I understand they'll get you for "brandishing". And I have neither the time, money, nor the inclination to fight the court battles to make it actually "legal".

Still, we're a shall-issue state but in the town I live I don't feel any need to be armed when out and about. Of course, I do have a couple of assault rifles in the house, but just about everyone here does. And we wonder where the "Michigan Militia" stereotype comes from...

I swore at some chavs once when they walked past me calling me names. A minute later, they had come up behind me and one of them smacked me in the eye. Fortunately, some people were driving up the road just then and they stopped them. I lost my good glasses and I had quite a sizeable black eye for the next week and a half. That wasn't too bad though - people were reluctant to sit next to me on the train so I got a double seat to myself at rush hour.

OMG, I hope you are okay!

I have sadly been a victim of lots of crimes.....I survive though.

Some creep did try to grab one of my kids once in a parking lot, she was less than a year old, he tried to grab her right out of my arms......I hit him a few times before he gave up and ran away.

that's totally fucked up :eek:

the only crime i've ever been a victim of (bar 2 minor burglaries in our house) was in america in new york. i guess i was conned... won't go into the details, but basically a friend and i got ripped off out of about 120 dollars because we were naive. my other friends got worried about us and found a cop, and he was really nice about it. he said that the con artist bloke only does what he does because he's good at it, and because it works. made me feel a whole lot less stupid, but still pissed off. meh.

i think i've got off pretty lucky

*snip*

Anyway have you ever been a victim of a crime? or in my case, an attempted crime?

Attempted crime? I don't think so. Some guy asked if you were going to give him your wallet, and you punched him in the stomach.

One of those things was a crime. Either the guy threatened you and tried to take your wallet, or you assaulted some guy, not in self-defence.

No attempted crime there. At least one crime.

When you carry a .45 in plain sight people don't try to rob you :) I love my Second Amendment rights :) Infact, people don't even try to ever start fights or anything. You all should try it sometime

Or you should live somewhere where you don't get threatened, assaulted or robbed, and you don't need a gun. Like me. Somehow, I feel safer not needing a gun than believing I need one.

I've been assaulted a half-dozen times (fights I couldn't talk my way out of.)
The house I was living in has been burgled about four times.
I've been sexually harassed a few times (never raped, though.)
I've been swindled out of money many, many times (over $200, about five times.)

... but never threatened with a weapon or had anyone really hate me.
So that's good.

I used to live in a duplex in an old section of Columbus where the houses are huge and one time were beautiful. In the 20's this area was the home of doctors and lawyers and such. Now it is full of poor people, drug houses and girls that stand on the street corner all night. Now that the stage is set I will explain my encounter .....

..... At this time in my life I was still doing security work instead of driving truck. I had went out that evening to the mall and a movie because I had just gotten paid and had the night off. When I got home all the parking places in front of my home were taken. So I had to park about a half a block down the street. After walking from the car to the house I noticed two guys running up the street towards my house. I was on my front porch digging for my keys but knowing that I would not be able to get into the house before they arrived. Strangely enough I wasn't scared, I just knew I had to think quick! Anyway one guy ran up to the bottom step of my porch and stopped as his buddy ran past my house a little bit then took up a watch position in the street. I turned to the one by my porch and went into a martial arts stance. I looked him straight in the eyes and said, " What do you want !? In answer to my question he ran up onto my porch just in front of me and stuck a gun in my left ribcage and said " I want your purse. " At this point I knew I had to make a decision so I looked the guy right in the eyes and said, " I'm a cop! ". He looked unbelieving at me and said, " You are not a cop! In the possess of this he had stepped back a bit so the gun wasn't
up in my ribs now but he still held it pointed at me. Then still looking him in his eyes I said, " I most certainly am a cop, and I suggest that think this over. What do you think my cop buddies will do to you if you shoot me ? I
had his attention, he wasn't sure what to do anymore so I continued, " There will be nowhere you can hide. They will hunt you down." He stood there thinking about what I had said for a moment longer then turned and ran down off of my porch and up the street right past his buddy. His buddy of course couldn't hear what I had said to his friend so he stood in the street looking back and forth from me to his friend as his friend continued running father and father up the street, then he decided he should follow him too.

Ok now that they are gone I start realizing what I just did. It takes me a while to get in the house because now my hands are shaking very bad. Once inside I call the cops and in a few minutes they are at my door. As the cop takes my statement I'm thinking that I'm might get arrested for impersonating
a police officer. But to my relief after hearing my story he starts laughing and says that he thinks I missed my calling .... that I should have been a police officer.

When I was in paris for 3 and a half months. So many pickpockets in the Metro(Subway). I think I got mugged one time and then there were four more attempts. and there are many beggars as well. Mostly refugees from Yugoslavia and Bosnia. There are also a group of fakes that go around tourist places such as the Arc du Triomphe and the Tour Eiffel they ask you "Speak English" whatever you say, yes, no, Je suis desolet, they will show you a peice of paper that says "I am from (eastern european country) please help I is refugee" they got arrested when the police tightened up security, i think.

Anyway have you ever been a victim of a crime? or in my case, an attempted crime?

the closest for me was my car was broken into. Infact, three cars in the parking structure was broken into.

nothing was taken, the windows were cracked in and the money in my ashtray was still there, the computer components still in the back seat, etc...

Actually, the three of us reported it to the police, and the only thing taken was someone's lighter.

man that person needed a cig in a bad way...



other than that, my house was broken into and burglarised...

I really felt sorry for those burglers... they really made the wrong choices in our house.

what was taken?

in order of monetary value...
1) My sister's Piggy Bank (Filled with nothing but quarters) was emptied.
2) My mother's jewelry box was taken (the box was valued more than the trinklets inside, tho the trinklets inside was worth more in the way of memories and keepsakes... my mom isn't a jewerly wearing person.)
3) one VCR (broken) they left the working one.
4) one TV (broken) they left the working one.

Here I am lurking about and i stumble on this thread.

My advice
Its an unsafe world.Sad but true.UNLESS you live in Mayberry.
So
DO NOT count your money in public,anywhere,anytime
DO NOT leave your child unattended,anywhere,anytime
DO NOT leave your doors unlocked
DO NOT leave your windows open
DO NOT leave your car running unattended or the keys in it


And if you choose to do stupid things like this,expect the consequences.

I live in Detroit...in a run down neighborhood,bars on windows and doors safe as can be because the criminals go to the suburbs to hit the easy targets.

Well, where this happened wasn't exactly downtown. There's hardly any crim at all, with even even very little crimes like murder or robbery around Leawood. Besides, pranks are generally done to people that we know personally here in Kansas City, and my brother doesn't know anyone with an old pick up truck.

CAN YOU HAVE US BOTH?

No, sure didn't sound like they were kidding, I guess. Oh well, frankly I'm glad he wasn't hurt. Still, I bet he'd like to find out the reason thugs had for murder.

I rely on two things:

situational awareness
a pistol

Most criminals are not armed (94% by federal statistics) and rely on brute strength and intimidation to get their way. If you're not intimidated, and they see you have a way to ruin their life expectancy, they leave you alone.

Some thugs tried to rob my cousin and Uncle, well they didn't realize they were former Marine Corps Specile Forces, on an intersting side note human arms seem to hurt when force the oppisit way pass the elbow.

When I was young, really young, I was kidnapped. Family had cops and state police all over, and got me back in short time, about a day later.

Later on in life, I had two bicycles stolen from a locked shed. One of them was valued at $700...

I've had my entire CD album collection stolen a few years ago from my workplace (it was hidden on purpose, yet still stolen...they didn't get my favorite CDs though.)

And just the other day, my cell phone was stolen from my house. I crashed at 7:30pm, slept till 1am then woke up briefly to text message a friend of mine on the phone. Fell back asleep on the couch while leaving the phone on top of a book on the floor next to the couch. 4am rolls around and I wake up to immediately see the front door partially open (it had been locked) and my cell phone missing.

At first I thought I might've been sleepwalking as I've been known to do that once in a blue moon. Then, after searching everywhere around the house and even outside, I didn't find it. The next morning, I had a friend coming to pick me up so I had her call my phone to see if we could hear it. Nothing. So, I get online a few hours later and suspend the account to keep the bill from being racked up against my will.

Yesterday, I got a new phone finally. You can bet I'm sleeping with the damn thing under me now.

I'm not about to lose this one too.

Worst crime that ever happened to me was a pickpocketing in which I lost a $5, you people are making me really scared.

Or you should live somewhere where you don't get threatened, assaulted or robbed, and you don't need a gun. Like me. Somehow, I feel safer not needing a gun than believing I need one.

Nice idea, but guess what happens when we all move to where you live.

Nice idea, but guess what happens when we all move to where you live.

*rimshot*

Yeah, been groped on the subway...


Sorry Kat, that may have been me.

I was walking through Chinatown one day while talking on my cell phone, and this guy started following me asking if he could use it. He could have been dying, but I think not! He followed me for 2 blocks before walking into an alley.

No, sure didn't sound like they were kidding, I guess. Oh well, frankly I'm glad he wasn't hurt. Still, I bet he'd like to find out the reason thugs had for murder.
I bet Corey would like to know, too. He doesn't do drugs or anything like that. Besides, his car doesn't have worth much... Except for the keys? Of course, the criminals didn't know that.

THAT WAS MY HEART BREAKING.