One-Armed Bandit
Late one night while walking through a bad part of town, I was accosted by an angry young one-armed punk. He held out a knife, threatening me with bodily harm if I didn’t hand over my wallet immediately. Not one to put up a fight, I took out my wallet and offered it to him. There was a moment of hesitation and, I think, mental self-flagellation, as the fellow looked at the knife in his one hand and the wallet in my own hand, and realized the stunning lack of planning involved with this scheme. As he shifted the weight of his weapon into three fingers and held out his thumb and index finger to receive the wallet, I grabbed his wrist, kneed him in the groin, and made him drop the knife. As he lay hunched over, moaning, I kicked the blade away and pulled the sleeve of his sweatshirt down over his hand and tied it in a tight knot. I then retrieved my wallet and ran.
Moral: A bit of foresight and planning could save you a kick in the crotch.
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