I guess there must be some other topics on the subject, but I figured out I'd better start a topic on my own.
I consider myself an aware and cautious person. Despite the fact that I'm from a small city (Andorra, if you are curious) where crime on the streets is pretty rare, and currently living in Barcelona (which has a very high immigration index, plus the usual dickheads), I make myself proud of never been robbed while on the streets. I use to travel by Metro a lot, and there I usually keep my belongings near and protected: I never keep my backpack on the back, all my money and mobile phones are on the front pocket of my jacket and if I ever carry anything on my back pockets, I'm always fondling my butt so I make sure nobody gets his hands anywhere near it (whatever is in the pocket, not the butt). I never carry nothing too flashy, but that changed about a month ago when I got a smartphone.
So, today I was sitting on the Metro, minding my own business, playing with my phone. I was grabbing it with my two hands, and had the headphone cord coiled on my right hand. I know that doesn't really help me in case someone snatches it from me, but for some reason I feel it's safer. Anyway.
About two or three stops to my destination, three chaps got on my wagon. One of them sit next to me, another one directly in front and the other one was near the door. I had my headphones on, so they must've figured I couldn't hear shit, because they started saying (more correctly, yelling) "300 BUCKS! I'D GO TO A PAKI TOMORROW AND BUY ME TONS OF WEED!") Or something of the sort. I don't know exactly how to fully translate it to English, but that's more or less literal.
So, before reaching my destination, I stored the phone on the front pocket of my jacket, where it's hard to reach since I can keep an eye on it AND it's buttoned. I went out of the station and sure enough, I heard somebody behind me telling me "friend! friend!". I ignored it the first time, and at the second one I turned my head to see one guy. Guess he was one of the three I saw previously. I again kept on going. Again: "friend! friend! come over here." I turned around and (being too nervous to be cool) I just gestured him to go away. He started yelling me "HEY, DON'CHA DARE GETTING ALL PARANOID WITH ME!" (again, can't translate the full meaning to English, but you get the feeling). So, I weighted my options: A) They probably had some kind of knife, B) Even if I got into a fight, I'd surely lose. It's been ages since I hit anything and I'd probably just break something in my hand if I went for a punch in the face and C) His two friends got his back. And my workplace was 100 metres or so away.
So I ran.
It was more of some brisk footing pace, really, but he didn't follow me. He just kept yelling (jesus this people have some sort of voice volume problem) "DON'T RUN AWAY SHORTY! DON'T RUN AWAY". Got to my hotel and he wasn't on my trail.
So, after all this I can't get this situation out of my head. I'm sure running away was the best option, but the fact that someone wants to steal my phone so he can buy weed gets my blood boiling. Really? Can't I just be playing a game or reading, or listening to something on my way to work? I know this shit happens everyday, but damn it gets on my nerves.
I've been thinking on getting a pepper spray in case I ever get into some more trouble, but would this make it better or worse? I don't know if any of you have been in a similar experience. Most of all I needed to vent, but some advice or experiences would be cool.
I consider myself an aware and cautious person. Despite the fact that I'm from a small city (Andorra, if you are curious) where crime on the streets is pretty rare, and currently living in Barcelona (which has a very high immigration index, plus the usual dickheads), I make myself proud of never been robbed while on the streets. I use to travel by Metro a lot, and there I usually keep my belongings near and protected: I never keep my backpack on the back, all my money and mobile phones are on the front pocket of my jacket and if I ever carry anything on my back pockets, I'm always fondling my butt so I make sure nobody gets his hands anywhere near it (whatever is in the pocket, not the butt). I never carry nothing too flashy, but that changed about a month ago when I got a smartphone.
So, today I was sitting on the Metro, minding my own business, playing with my phone. I was grabbing it with my two hands, and had the headphone cord coiled on my right hand. I know that doesn't really help me in case someone snatches it from me, but for some reason I feel it's safer. Anyway.
About two or three stops to my destination, three chaps got on my wagon. One of them sit next to me, another one directly in front and the other one was near the door. I had my headphones on, so they must've figured I couldn't hear shit, because they started saying (more correctly, yelling) "300 BUCKS! I'D GO TO A PAKI TOMORROW AND BUY ME TONS OF WEED!") Or something of the sort. I don't know exactly how to fully translate it to English, but that's more or less literal.
So, before reaching my destination, I stored the phone on the front pocket of my jacket, where it's hard to reach since I can keep an eye on it AND it's buttoned. I went out of the station and sure enough, I heard somebody behind me telling me "friend! friend!". I ignored it the first time, and at the second one I turned my head to see one guy. Guess he was one of the three I saw previously. I again kept on going. Again: "friend! friend! come over here." I turned around and (being too nervous to be cool) I just gestured him to go away. He started yelling me "HEY, DON'CHA DARE GETTING ALL PARANOID WITH ME!" (again, can't translate the full meaning to English, but you get the feeling). So, I weighted my options: A) They probably had some kind of knife, B) Even if I got into a fight, I'd surely lose. It's been ages since I hit anything and I'd probably just break something in my hand if I went for a punch in the face and C) His two friends got his back. And my workplace was 100 metres or so away.
So I ran.
It was more of some brisk footing pace, really, but he didn't follow me. He just kept yelling (jesus this people have some sort of voice volume problem) "DON'T RUN AWAY SHORTY! DON'T RUN AWAY". Got to my hotel and he wasn't on my trail.
So, after all this I can't get this situation out of my head. I'm sure running away was the best option, but the fact that someone wants to steal my phone so he can buy weed gets my blood boiling. Really? Can't I just be playing a game or reading, or listening to something on my way to work? I know this shit happens everyday, but damn it gets on my nerves.
I've been thinking on getting a pepper spray in case I ever get into some more trouble, but would this make it better or worse? I don't know if any of you have been in a similar experience. Most of all I needed to vent, but some advice or experiences would be cool.