I was once approached outside a pub during the day by a man a little bit shorter than me, who was clearly drunk as fuck.
I was carrying an old film-based SLR camera that I got for photography class. He started threatening me and asking me to give him the camera, and I pussied out and gave it to him, despite the fact one punch would have taken him out from anyone in his condition. He laughed in my face and gave the camera back to me, swaggering off triumphantly back to his drinking hole.
I was left with an intact camera but received deep scars to my masculinity.