I was sat on my bus home, I went upstairs pretty randomly and sat in a place I'd never really bothered to sit in before, it just seemed okay. Then a couple sat down in front of me, who knew the guys sat on my left, I didn't think anything of that either, just a girl and her boyfriend. I settled down to listen to Love by the Beatles, ironically.
Then my friend Dave called me about a potential Jazz gig in May. I talked to him quietly, as I don't really like it when people talk awfully loudly on the bus. 2 minutes later, the girl turns to me and starts (immaturely) imitating me and my conversation, telling me she was going to take my phone. I completely ignored this, or at least tried to, and carried on my conversation. I'm sure you'll understand that there's only a certain amount of attention you can give a phonecall when you're being told you're going to be mugged, so it just turned into 'mms' while my head was really on the bus with this girl.
For the next 10 minutes on the bus, she proceeded to tell me to either give her my iPod, Wallet and Phone, or she was going to 'take them'. She tried pulling my hair, when i lightly nudged it out of the way, her boyfriend told me that if I touched her, he'd kick the fuck out of me.
Throughout the entire thing, I point blank refused to feel threatened at all, even if I did. I just didn't want them to think I'd get scared, get violent, do what they say, resort to their level...etc... So I just told them I didn't know who they were, they didn't know who I am, to stop being ridiculous, and if they wanted a conversation that I'd give them one... I'm completely and utterly peaceful, I don't believe in any form of violence whatsoever, so obviously it was difficult for me to deal with this potential mugging with no moral means to defend myself other than talking to her to try and deflate her ego, and smiling and laughing to myself quietly. She essentially told me that if I honestly lived where I lived (which I have done for 18 years), then I would know who she was and the shit she's done, which I don't, and I don't give a fuck about.
She told me she was going to wait until I got off, no matter where it was, and jack me. I decided, when I got to my stop that I wasn't going to let this intimidate me, and walked down the stairs, with her and her boyfriend getting off directly behind me. I actually bumped into a guy I knew who was getting off in front of me, but for some reason I didn't want to panic him by telling him what was going on. She told us to 'shutup' with our conversation though, bless her.
We got off the bus, I tried to make a direct left turn with the guy I knew, but he pinned me against the bus stop wall. She tried to grab inside my pocket, but I grabbed her hand. He told me to 'get the fuck off his girlfriend', and punched me in the face 8 times, and during that I continued to stop her from getting my things. I told him that I wasn't going to hit him, that I could take his punches, and that I wasn't at all afraid, but they had no right to take my things. A few punches later, I somehow managed to scramble out of it and legged it. Luckily they didn't run after me, and I managed to get home safe.
The guy I knew, the bus driver, and a woman at the bus stop with a pram saw it all happen though, that's what really made me sick. I'm completely, 100% opposed to violence and conflict, so I refused to let them sink to their level, but hell, if I saw a complete stranger getting punched dangerously high in the head, I couldn't let that continue.
And now I'm missing Notorious at the cinema. Absolutely gutted.