Bazima 911
UPDATE 1/30: I just learned that a friend of mine was mugged at gunpoint for his iPod last month. WHAT. IS. UP? Fuck iPods. I'm just going to start carrying a transistor radio. Those things are like a dollar.
I bet you didn't know that it takes 7 white cops to take down two black teenage boys walking around Park Slope stealing iPods? While the 5-0 bum rushed the perps with an ear-piercing, New York accented "GET UP AGAINST THE FUCKING WALL!" I was sitting in the cop car taking pictures because that's what I do.
The short female officer, second from the left, is the one who was vaguely coming on to me when I was at the precinct. She had that "let me know if there's anything else I can do for you...anything" look and tone. I felt like I was on an episode of "Reno 911".
I'm getting slapped with two subpoenas. I'll have to appear in court next week to explain what happened for the fifth time. I'm not pressing charges. I don't ever want to be spotted by these kids again. Next time they might do worse than steal my iPod. They might, like, go for my klonopin.
The incident itself wasn't scary, just stupid. What's scary is that it happened in broad daylight (10:30 a.m.), with people around, in my neighborhood, and, oh yeah, the one kid had a knife. What's scary is they got busted and, although I felt a sense of satisfaction and even glee seeing them caught and cuffed, they can recognize me on the street just as easily as I can recognize them. Gee, I'm sorry for getting you busted. But, come on. You only ran for two blocks before you approached some other innocent passerby. But thanks for not stabbing or raping me!
