R_P_A_S
25th July 2011, 01:10
First of all.. L M A O at these fucking fools. I BET they never encounter a crazy Mexican. Give me a break...
Read on:
I arrived around 6am from Frankfurt via bus. I was trying to catch the transit train to the Brussels airport. I had 2 bags with me. One was a carry on size bag with wheels and the other my backpack.
I was on platform #3 around 6:45am awaiting for the train and I noticed a man in his mid 40's passing back and forth on his cell phone. I was wheeling my bag and had my other on my back. I was sorta just passing around checking out the platform, signs whatever.. just passing time.
The man on the cell phone approached me and pointed at my shoulder blade area. I had liquid hand soap all over my back. CRAP! I thanked him and began to wipe it off with my other hand. He handed me a Kleenex and he was also helping me out. I told him thank you and was trying to pull away but he was very persistent in helping me out. He then lift my jacket and showed me how it was all the way down my back (the soap). I then took off my back pack.. sat it down and after just 2 seconds I was a bit annoyed that he kept trying to help me clean this off and told him to back off and thats when i looked down.. MY backpack was GONE!" I then looked to my left and saw a tall man running down the stairs with it!
"HEY HEY HEY MOTHERF*CKER!" I shouted and began to run after him. As I approached him and kept yelling at him.. he dropped my backpack and continue running down the stairs. I immediately grabbed my bag and went back to confront the man with the kleenex and soap.. THEN REALIZING he was in on it. He looked SHOCKED! He's face was priceless, as I approached him.. "YOU THINK I"M STUPID? YOU WANNA F*CK with ME? DON"T F*CK with ME! WHO THE F*CK do you think I am?? I must of yelled this like 10 times hahaha.
He then scatter away and for whatever reason I began to follow him.. he started to walk really fast and i stopped following him once I saw him leave the train station. I quickly gather my thoughts.. TRIED to relax and I had to go to an other platform to find my train to the airport.
Inside my bag was "my life".. how I make my living. $4000 worth of professional camera equipment, macbook pro, passport and other personal items.
I'm willing to bet these jerks NEVER encounter anyone or a reaction like mine and thats why they ran and thats why they were stunned and since they probably do this shit everyday.. It's not good for them to get recognized. I'm willing to bet that people get robbed by them often and they scream and cry for the Police.. I went "ape shit" and turn Tony Montana on their asses. I'm back home now in Los Angeles and I look at my bag everyday and wonder.. WHAT IF?
Read on:
I arrived around 6am from Frankfurt via bus. I was trying to catch the transit train to the Brussels airport. I had 2 bags with me. One was a carry on size bag with wheels and the other my backpack.
I was on platform #3 around 6:45am awaiting for the train and I noticed a man in his mid 40's passing back and forth on his cell phone. I was wheeling my bag and had my other on my back. I was sorta just passing around checking out the platform, signs whatever.. just passing time.
The man on the cell phone approached me and pointed at my shoulder blade area. I had liquid hand soap all over my back. CRAP! I thanked him and began to wipe it off with my other hand. He handed me a Kleenex and he was also helping me out. I told him thank you and was trying to pull away but he was very persistent in helping me out. He then lift my jacket and showed me how it was all the way down my back (the soap). I then took off my back pack.. sat it down and after just 2 seconds I was a bit annoyed that he kept trying to help me clean this off and told him to back off and thats when i looked down.. MY backpack was GONE!" I then looked to my left and saw a tall man running down the stairs with it!
"HEY HEY HEY MOTHERF*CKER!" I shouted and began to run after him. As I approached him and kept yelling at him.. he dropped my backpack and continue running down the stairs. I immediately grabbed my bag and went back to confront the man with the kleenex and soap.. THEN REALIZING he was in on it. He looked SHOCKED! He's face was priceless, as I approached him.. "YOU THINK I"M STUPID? YOU WANNA F*CK with ME? DON"T F*CK with ME! WHO THE F*CK do you think I am?? I must of yelled this like 10 times hahaha.
He then scatter away and for whatever reason I began to follow him.. he started to walk really fast and i stopped following him once I saw him leave the train station. I quickly gather my thoughts.. TRIED to relax and I had to go to an other platform to find my train to the airport.
Inside my bag was "my life".. how I make my living. $4000 worth of professional camera equipment, macbook pro, passport and other personal items.
I'm willing to bet these jerks NEVER encounter anyone or a reaction like mine and thats why they ran and thats why they were stunned and since they probably do this shit everyday.. It's not good for them to get recognized. I'm willing to bet that people get robbed by them often and they scream and cry for the Police.. I went "ape shit" and turn Tony Montana on their asses. I'm back home now in Los Angeles and I look at my bag everyday and wonder.. WHAT IF?