Ever been mugged?

When I was younger (around 13) and much less street wise, some scally came up to me and asked me to use my phone cos he'd been robbed and needed to get home. I handed it to him, and unsurprisingly, he ran away and I never saw him again.

More recently, one time I was walking through town quite late at night, and some scumbags came up to me and asked me for cigarettes, money, I said **** off, started walking faster, they moved faster, kinda asking questions following me, till one of them whacks me round the back of the head so I falls onto the ground, and one of the other ones comes over with a switch blade and says if I **** with him he'll kill me. They took my wallet, containing a whole 20 euros and nothing else, since by lucky coincidence, I'd forgotten my rucksack, with smartphone, bank cards, cigarettes, portable games console, etc, at my mates house when I left it and I couldn't be arsed to go back for it.


Oh and one time I got stabbed like 7 times after refusing to hand over my stuff to a mugger.

Wibbs wrote: »

Yep and IMH such scumbags deserve to be taken down hard as it's a threat with a deadly weapon.

Nearly was once. Down by the Dublin Quays. Was putting money in the parking meter when I spotted two scum behind me. On any other day I would likely have soiled myself, but that week had been one of the worst in my life and I would have happily smashed both their heads in, so I turned around and looked them squarely in the eyes. I think even their scum brains picked up on my murderous mood and they scuttled off.

My friend was mugged at syringe-point at the bus-stop outside the Corporation offices on Wood Quay. Apparently it's a known blackspot (the bus-stop is a little bit in from the street and hidden by trees). Ironically enough it's much safer to use the next stop along - right outside the Merchant's Quay Ireland homeless hostel.

Yes and the after affects were horrible.
I lived in Charleroi, Belgium for a brief period of time back in 2006 and I had an apartment rented in the center with my then GF.
My GF worked at the local airport and one day she asked me if I could accompany her to work as she'd be gone for quite a while so at least we got to spend an extra 30mins together to chat.
Locked the secure door and walked to the bus stop, got to the airport but I ended up getting delayed there and chatting to some people.
After a while I got the bus back to the center and walked to the house.
Got to the front door and saw it had been caved in.
I walked in slowly and got a nearby plank of wood that was in the hallway and proceeded to walk through the apartment until I saw it was clear.
Then I went into the main room and saw the utter destruction.
Bed smashed, mirror smashed, laptops stolen, dvd player, dvds, clothes. I mean they left us with literally nothing.
By some utter miracle they neglected to see the envelope I had stashed in the drawer which had about 1k in savings.
But what hit me the most is that I believe we were being followed by people as it just felt so strange that of all the apartments in that block (we weren't even the first apartment they'd have passed) we were chosen.
It also frightened me thinking what if I hadn't been delayed? What if I hadn't agreed to bring my gf to work?
I'd have been home when they broke in and God knows what the outcome would have been.
Called the police anyway who couldn't have given less of a **** and just asked me "so, how do you like Belgium?".
Couldn't sleep there for a few days out of fear and when we did go back I had to sleep with a bat next to me just in case.
Horrible horrible experience.

Had my phone swiped out of my hand last Summer while walking to work just off O'Connell St. It could have been much worse but still was shook up after it and since then blatantly refuse to take my phone out of my pocket on the street anymore.

esforum's post about the baseball cap brought back a memory of mine.

I grew up quite near to a dodgy area and there were a few known scumbags floating around. I was 7/8 at the time and these lads would have been 12/13 or so. Anyways, myself and my friend at the time got similar baseball caps, both were Chicago Bulls and were the same cap in reverse colours. I remember heading to the shopping center one Saturday with my Dad and seeing one of these guys with my mates cap.
For some reason I just got a bad feeling he'd taken my friends cap. Said it to my Dad in passing, who calm as you like, walked over asked him where he bought the cap, didn't even wait for an answer, took it off him and walked away. He said he'd known by the stuttering he'd taken it.

Thankfully it was my friend's cap!

So, eh, yeah, my Dad mugged a mugger I guess.

MarkY91 wrote: »

What else is it called?

I've never once heard anyone calling it anything other than a mugging.

Attacked, robbed

RedXIV wrote: »

I got mugged at 16 outside the restaurant I worked in by two guys holding a wheelbrace for my nights wages, all €24 of it. Was really disappointed in myself as I'd been doing martial arts for a while and thought that I'd hop off anybody if it happened but just froze and in further heartache, as they ran off, my Dad pulled around the corner, in his cop car, and asked did I want a lift home as there had been a reported mugging elsewhere.
We went looking for the guys but no joy.

After that I was mugged three other times (which always confused me because I'm not small) but I've been pretty lucky to be only cornered by 1-2 and I usually lose the plot a bit now, As said before, punch, kick headbutt, whatever. I'll do that for about 5 seconds and then run like the blazes when I come back to my senses.

I don't think there's any shame in not responding to muggers, your brains thought process is completely thrown off course, such is the unexpected event. At that stage it's probably pure primal instinct that gets you to hand over whatever it is they want.

Friend of the wife had her phone swiped by a guy on a bike at the top of O' Connell St. as she was getting on the bus.
Without thinking she ran after him, followed by another passenger who saw it happening.
Guy, obviously didn't realize he was been chased, stops the bike to put the phone in his backpack only to be accosted by its owner.
She grabs phone back, goes back to the bus and all the passengers give her a round of applause.

LexieOnRale wrote: »

Omg, what nonsense. I'm from the backend of the midlands and there's no fancy notions down there and it's "mugging". Are you really getting bogged down with terminology

No, only Irish people using American slang words.