I was mugged once, some 15 years ago. A typical story, really. I was serving as a soldier in the UN peace keeping forces, and was on leave in Tel-Aviv. Several of us guys got really pissed. I went to the loo. While there, minding my own business (trying to pee into the toilet while holding the building from swaying) I remember I felt a hand creeping up my neck. I thought it was one of the guys and told him, without facing the guy, to get his hands off. Then the mugger schmacks my head into the toilet cisterne. Not very hard, but hard enough for me to loose contiousness for a fraction of a second. The mugger got away with my UN ID-card, some small cash and a gold necklace. No big deal. I remember feeling like a jerk, disobeying all the golden rules to avoid being mugged. All I suffered was a bump in my head, a terrible headache - and a deeply hurt pride.
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