Sunday, October 19, 2008

Dock Trouble

I almost had a bad scene at the docks when we came back to port. Everyone knows docklands are rough places, but I never had any trouble with anyone until this weekend. I was walking down the docks at dusk carrying my duffel bag as I headed home for the weekend.





Two men walked up to me and asked me for a light. When I replied I didn't smoke, they started asking what I had in the bag. Told them none of their business and kept walking. They started circling around me as I walked and making threats about taking the bag and having a look themselves. I just kept walking being sure to keep me eye on both of them. I thought if I just keep walking, they'll get tired of following me. But one of them stood directly in my way and the other one blocked me on the side. At this point I decided it was time to be ready to defend myself, so I took a step back and sat the bag down between my legs. Now looking back I was surprised how calm I was. My heart was racing with adrenaline, but my mind stayed clear. I was actually thinking to myself that I hope the martial arts training was about to pay off or I was seriously going to demand my money back.





By this time they're dancing around me, shouting as loud as they can, and taunting me. I took my fighting stance and was deciding which one I was going to take out first when they suddenly backed off and started walking away swearing. I noticed they were looking over my shoulder. When I turned to see what they were looking at, I noticed two of the local homeless guys that I've befriended over the months, walking fast towards me. So my brief moment of thinking my manliness scared them off soon crashed and burned when I realized they left because they were out numbered.





I waited awhile to post this until I told Gareth because I knew he would overreact....and he did! I'll be more careful now and Gareth made me agree to get rides and not walk home alone for awhile. But I'm not going to let some punks ruin my love of the docks. Besides I found out this weekend that the guys I've slipped some money too, shared breakfast and some whiskey with, are willing to look out for me too. That's what friends do. Even though I never considered them my "friends" before, I guess looking at it now, we have crossed a line and we've formed a friendship. It pays to be kind to people, because you never know when someone will be there for you and repay you with kindness.

10 comments:

Jen said...

Be careful!

Anonymous said...

that's scarey. Glad it turned out ok.

Anonymous said...

*shudders at the thought*

L. Millena said...

Wow, what an amazing coincidence. Your chivalry saved you. Good man!

David said...

I'm glad you are OK, and that you had a couple of people to watch your back.

molepunch said...

Glad you were all right.

Kelly said...

An amazing life lesson we could all take something from. Being kind to people, what a wonderful world this place would be if more people followed that rule.

Joey7777 said...

IN NYC I've only had to fight off homophobic African-American queer-bashers on the subway (of course the gay ghetto types don't like to hear that). And everytime I catch one of the Manhattan gay ghetto guys (never originally from NYC) promoting their ususal anti-Irish sentiment, anti-native-New York-locals sentiment, anti-American sentiment, anti-Semitic sentiment, heterophobia, or excuse of animal-abuse, whatever bullshit they spout hiding behind their computers, I always ask if they want to meet and talk about it and they ALWAYS wuss out and stay hiding. I don't agree with everything you promote, either, AmIrish guy, but I'll at least give you credit that you're one of those who wouldn't be afraid to meet. ( jtlooking@aol.com )

Ryan said...

I would of liked to see whether your martial arts paid off!
And yeah it pays to be kind to people, glad you are fine!

Joey7777 said...

BTW : Yes, it ALWAYS pays to be kind to people, even if you don't feel like it. Sometimes it can make all the difference to somebody who's having an otherwise terrible day. And it's the key to keeping the civilized world civilized.