CAPTAINCDC'S BLOG
1st Blog, Wish It Were For Different Reason
Wednesday, August 11, 2004 2:49 PM
I visit this site several times in a usual day. Right now I do not have internet access at home, so I am always at work when I visit with all of you good people. I manage a small business. I'm usually by myself and when I'm not helping customers I tend to surf the net. I tell you all of this because just a few days ago I was afraid that my life was going to end just feet away from my monitor that still had fireflyfans.net still displayed. This past saturday (we open half a day) about 11AM I was about to go get lunch, business was slow so I figured I would break the monotony and have an early lunch. So there I am sitting at my desk surfing this site about to go to lunch. I get up to run to the bathroom real quick before I left, and I hear the chime go off on the front office door. I come back in, ask the man if I can help him, and he responds by brandishing a 9mm handgun and demanding all my money. That's the image I cannot get out of my mind. The one where I see him standing there, I see his right hand slowly moving toward his left hip and I know what is about to happen but was helpless to stop it because he was not moving slowly like he does in my mind. The fact is he was upon me before I could hardly even react. Long story not quite as long, I give him all the store's money then I give him all of my money, then he gets the security tape, and he tells me to go to the very back room and lay face down on the floor. This is the second moment that stands out in my mind. When he ordered me to go to the back and lay down FACE FIRST, I knew it was over. I just had a feeling that I was done for, so I pleaded for my life. Begging for my life, it's a strange new sensation that I'm neither proud of or care to ever experience again. Well, obviously since I'm typing this to you now, you know he did not pull the trigger. He handcuffed me behind my back and maced the hell out of me. I could not see anything, my hands were useless, but I was able to get the sink faucet to turn on with my nose. So after about 10 or 15 minutes of holding my face under the water I was able to see a little bit. I was still very scared because I had no way to tell if he was still in the store, but I had to do something. Once I could see again I slowly checked the office to make sure no one was in the store. It was empty, but there was a piece of mail on my desk that had not been there before. The mailman had come in while I was writhing around in the back, but we did not hear each other. I finally got out and had someone call the cops. I was in those cuffs about 45minutes. All in all not the best weekend I've ever had. This is my first day back at work. I like having this online community to share with, epecially now since I was afraid that I would never be able to log on here again much less enjoy the BDM next april with all my fellow Browncoats. I will end here by saying that this is one Browncoat that is really happy to be here with you good people.Be Safe.
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