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so i got ready for work, just like any other evening. work was going alright, nothing significant about the night in general up to the point.
it was a little after eight in the evening, i just grabbed 2 deliveries. one to foxboro, a nice street in a nice neighborhood that i would very much like to live in. and one to the autumn place apartments. i dropped off the first one to foxboro, a regular. a very nice guy. feeling good and trying to get the next delivery there on time.
i pulled towards the 200 building. i noticed there were a few people standing around the south entrance to the building. i parked on the north side. i noticed when i got out of my car, the people on the far end started moving around. i didn't think anything of it. i walked into the building and walked up the stairs. there were two guys opening the door. they were pretty scrubby looking. typical autumn placers. said 'sup' and walked past them. i was about halfway down the hallway. almost to the apartment. and heard something behind me. i turned around just in time to see one of the guys from the doorway jumping on me. i felt a sting. more like a shock. its all pretty blurry, but i know it was a tazer, because i managed to knock it out of his hands. without even thinking of anything, i was fighting back, kicking. too bad i didn't even realize i was wearing my steel toes. the first guy, a black male, about my age and height, was on top of me zapping me in the back and shoulders and arms. as soon as i started to gain some ground, the other guy with him, a white male about my age, maybe a bit taller, ran up and began to kick me in the back.
the first guy grabbed the pizza bag off the ground that i apparently dropped. three large pan pepperoni pizzas. 'gimme the money' he said. i grabbed my tips out of my pocket and threw them. 'all of it' he said. i told him that was all i had. i was in a pretty compromising position, on the ground being straddled by some guy.
they got up and ran down the hallway and were out of sight. i didn't see where they went, i didn't think about it. i picked up my hat off the floor, put it on and walked briskly back to my stupid car. i got in, sped out of the parking lot and back to work.
i walked back into pizza hut with the one pizza bag from the first delivery and the check they paid with. walking towards the back of the house 'i just wanted to let you all know, i was just robbed' i said it right to suzanne's face. she was trying so hard not to laugh, i wasn't joking though. i went outside for a cigarette after suzanne called the cops. they came out and talked to me and had me look at some people, yadda yadda.
they actually called the store to order. not very many people have the number to our store. that's one of the more odd things about the whole ordeal.
they used a real mobile phone number to place the order, the police checked the apartment that it traced back to, none of the people in there looked familiar.
i told the police that the guy stun-gunned me maybe 3 or 4 times. when i got home, jacque checked out my back, there are at least 7 tazer marks on me, in addition to all the scratches and bruises. i was running on adrenaline til around midnight, then it pretty much set in. i just feel sick all over.
luckily those douchebags didn't stick around to try to get my wallet from me. i had nearly five hundred dollars in my wallet. they left with the thirty dollars or LESS that was in my pockets from the tips i had made in the three hours i had been working.
so much for the "never having trauma in my life" bitch.
i need a new job
it was a little after eight in the evening, i just grabbed 2 deliveries. one to foxboro, a nice street in a nice neighborhood that i would very much like to live in. and one to the autumn place apartments. i dropped off the first one to foxboro, a regular. a very nice guy. feeling good and trying to get the next delivery there on time.
i pulled towards the 200 building. i noticed there were a few people standing around the south entrance to the building. i parked on the north side. i noticed when i got out of my car, the people on the far end started moving around. i didn't think anything of it. i walked into the building and walked up the stairs. there were two guys opening the door. they were pretty scrubby looking. typical autumn placers. said 'sup' and walked past them. i was about halfway down the hallway. almost to the apartment. and heard something behind me. i turned around just in time to see one of the guys from the doorway jumping on me. i felt a sting. more like a shock. its all pretty blurry, but i know it was a tazer, because i managed to knock it out of his hands. without even thinking of anything, i was fighting back, kicking. too bad i didn't even realize i was wearing my steel toes. the first guy, a black male, about my age and height, was on top of me zapping me in the back and shoulders and arms. as soon as i started to gain some ground, the other guy with him, a white male about my age, maybe a bit taller, ran up and began to kick me in the back.
the first guy grabbed the pizza bag off the ground that i apparently dropped. three large pan pepperoni pizzas. 'gimme the money' he said. i grabbed my tips out of my pocket and threw them. 'all of it' he said. i told him that was all i had. i was in a pretty compromising position, on the ground being straddled by some guy.
they got up and ran down the hallway and were out of sight. i didn't see where they went, i didn't think about it. i picked up my hat off the floor, put it on and walked briskly back to my stupid car. i got in, sped out of the parking lot and back to work.
i walked back into pizza hut with the one pizza bag from the first delivery and the check they paid with. walking towards the back of the house 'i just wanted to let you all know, i was just robbed' i said it right to suzanne's face. she was trying so hard not to laugh, i wasn't joking though. i went outside for a cigarette after suzanne called the cops. they came out and talked to me and had me look at some people, yadda yadda.
they actually called the store to order. not very many people have the number to our store. that's one of the more odd things about the whole ordeal.
they used a real mobile phone number to place the order, the police checked the apartment that it traced back to, none of the people in there looked familiar.
i told the police that the guy stun-gunned me maybe 3 or 4 times. when i got home, jacque checked out my back, there are at least 7 tazer marks on me, in addition to all the scratches and bruises. i was running on adrenaline til around midnight, then it pretty much set in. i just feel sick all over.
luckily those douchebags didn't stick around to try to get my wallet from me. i had nearly five hundred dollars in my wallet. they left with the thirty dollars or LESS that was in my pockets from the tips i had made in the three hours i had been working.
so much for the "never having trauma in my life" bitch.
i need a new job