When They Act Tough, You Call Their Bluff, Part 3
I had a brief stint working as a barman in one of Glasgow’s trendier pubs, and as I didn’t drive at the time, I relied on buses to get to and from work. I met some interesting characters on the night buses after midnight, but this story is about the one time somebody tried to mug me, and I’m only telling it because it was utterly bizarre.
After one particularly long shift, followed by a drink with my colleagues, it was about 1:00 am, and I was mentally and physically exhausted. I was standing at my usual bus stop listening to music on my headphones. After a few minutes, somebody walked over, stood in front of me, and smirked at me from an uncomfortably close distance.
Me: “What is it?”
Would-Be-Mugger: “Phone, wallet, headphones. Now.”
Now, I don’t recommend what I did next but, as I said, it had been a long day and the guy didn’t have any obvious weapon.
Me: “F*** off.”
Would-Be-Mugger: “What?!”
Me: “You heard me. F*** off.”
I was ready for a fight at this point, so I had taken my headphones off, but I wasn’t expecting what happened next.
Would-Be-Mugger: “Oh, umm, hahaha! I nearly got you?! Aye, you’re right. I watched a show today about a guy who pretended to mug people just to see what reaction they would get, but you’re right. It’s late, it’s dark, and people are going to think I’m serious. Would you like some chewing gum, by the way?”
Me: “No, I don’t want any chewing gum. Get lost.”
He ran off down the street, never to be seen again. It was a bizarre end to a long shift.
Related:
When They Act Tough, You Call Their Bluff, Part 2
When They Act Tough, You Call Their Bluff