I profoundly hope that you're just pulling my leg.
I profoundly wish I was. It doesn't happen often, but it's been too damn often for my liking. In the last 19 years I've had nine people try to mug me at knife point. The first time was when I was making a late night run to an all night gas station for some doughnuts. I was
really craving doughnuts that night. Only thing I had on me at the time was a
broken multi-tool knife. The blade was too dull to cut toilet paper, and the blade's locking mechanism was broken. That guy, I convinced I could disarm him then gut him like a fish. Then again, he was holding a cerimonial dagger with a VERY round pummel... by the pummel. I own that model of dagger, and while the blade it's self is good the way he was holding it ensured he had no control, and wouldn't be able to keep hold of the weapon if anything hit it.
One guy tried mugging me just after I got fired for voting for President Obama. I was
furious, and going for a long walk to try calming down. Guy pulled a knife and started threatening me. Then he looked in my eyes, crossed the street, and begged the cop sitting there on break to arrest him. Twice someone tried robbing a fast food restaurant I was in. The first of those times, someone pulled a gun and tried robbing McDonalds
when there was a uniformed officer standing right next to the idiot. The second time, the casheer at Hardee's jumped across the counter and beat the criminal into submission after he pulled a gun and demanded all the money in the register. Twice in this last year alone someone has left the local Dollar General in a huff over being told to wear a face mask, and returned with a shotgun. Shit like that
keeps happening to and around me. And I wish it wouldn't.
Thankfully most of the time said criminals are inept, cowards, or both. And the REALLY violent ones, I wasn't the focus. So I just stayed out of sight and let the police on the scene deal with it. I realize I live in the slums, and know that it's the dangerous part of town. But come on!