I will be catching up on blog postings from the last three months...So get ready to see some stories! Sorry I've been M.I.A. turns out moving is really insane especially when you're traveling for 10 days at a time. I wasn't sure if I was going to post this one it happened back in early February and I didn't want to freak my family out (again) but let the freak out begin. This story was from when I was still located in Chicago.
So when I come home any time after dark and have to take the brown line I try to hurry because for 3 blocks it is a bit sketchy. And as everyone knows or has read, I seem to be a magnet for mayhem but mostly a theft target. Turns out Dateline's special on "How to avoid being a criminal's target" was not that useful for me.
As I was coming back from a friends apartment on the brown line around 10:30pm I was rushing to cross sedgwick headed East to my neighborhood and a kid reached towards my ear and gripped the phone that I was speaking on. I happened to be on the phone with my friend at the time. He wanted to make sure I got home alright since I was taking public transportation so late. The anger that I harbored for weeks after my first iPhone was stolen rushed with a fury through my body and specifically my arm. I screamed and held onto my entire ear and swung my over sized Balenciaga handbag into his mouth. Luckily my large and incredibly heavy bag has large metal rivets that protrude outward and one caught him right in the lip along with my work blackberry that I carry in the front zip pocket. The kid grabbed his mouth and I ran (in the wrong direction) before he could lunge toward me.
As my adrenaline wore off my senses started to come back and I realized I was running the wrong way. I finally heard behind me a man impatiently shouting "HEY! HEY!" I was so thankful ffortunately someone from the Dunkin Donuts on the corner (right next to the check cashing/pawn shop place) saw what had happened and ran out to help. Unfortunately the guy only saw me hit this kid in the mouth with my handbag and was making a run towards ME!
The kid had run off heading south and I couldn't explain fast enough that I was the victim and NOT the culprit. Once I finally got the words out the short and stout man released me from what I'm thinking was an attempted citizen's arrest and told me I was "crazy" and that he could have had a gun. I hadn't really thought about it since the other crimes committed against me were considered "Strong arm robbery without a weapon." Either way I still have my iPhone and the score is now Clara 1 - Criminals 2. Side note: I did take a $3.50 cab ride home.
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