It was the shitty day to end all shitty days. I had woken up late that morning and then was in a rush to get out the door. Drove my car to work and wound up being 30 minutes late. Got my ass chewed out by my boss. Once that was over I went into my office in hopes of getting some work done. The day dragged on from this point and I swear everything that could go wrong did go wrong. Finally the work day was over and I was relieved to be going home to my wife. I needed a drink and to decompress for the day.
I headed out to the parking lot when I realized I didn't have my keys on me. It was then that I realized that they were hanging in the ignition in my car with of course all the doors locked. I sigh and mutter "can this day get any fucking worse!?" under my breath. Well I shouldn't have said anything because my phone chose that moment to die on me so I couldn't call my wife for a ride. I look around and noticed that the parking lot was empty and everyone from the office had left for the day.
"Fuck me, I guess it's the bus then."
I walk to the nearest bus stop right as it pulls up. I holler and begin running, praying that the bus doesn't leave me behind. I caught the bus and paid the fair. Unfortunately the bus doesn't take me all the way home but drops me off about 15 minutes walking distance. By this point it's dark out and I just want to get home as quick as possible.
During my walk I try to cool myself down from the crappy day. I tune everything out and start play a song in my head to pass the time. Next thing I know I'm in an area I don't quite recognize. I stop walking and try to suss out where I am. I see a man turn down an alley way up ahead and I jog after him to ask for directions.
Tapping on his shoulder he whips around. He's a taller man, about 6'6" and easily 250 lbs. He was wearing blue jeans with rips in the knees and a red shirt and a black jacket overtop. His sheer size was rather intimidating and I took a couple steps back.
"Sorry sir, I'm having a bad day and I'm trying to find Chestnut st. Do you think you can point me in the right direction?"
It was then that I heard the sound of a gun cocking. I was so caught up in this man's size that I didn't notice the gun he had pointing at my stomach. My heart began to race and my whole body went numb. Thoughts swirling in my head as I realized this was it, I was going to be shot in this alley on the worst day of bad days.
Then he spoke, his voice deep and gruff "let me see your wallet."
I hesitated for just a second taking a moment to process what he was saying. He raised the gun, now level with my head. I quickly reached into my jacket and pull out my wallet to hand to him. Big hands snatched it away and he pulled out the only cash I had with me and then tossed it onto the ground.
I dropped to my knees to retrieve my wallet and when I looked back up he is sanding right in front of me. His crotch level with my face. To scared to look up I mumble "please let me go, I just want to get home to my wife. I promise I won't say anything to anyone." He didn't say a word and just stood there.
We stayed like that for probably about 10 seconds but it felt like a lifetime. I could tell he was thinking and I just prayed he would let me go. My eyes were shut and my hands up in the air. It was so quiet in that alley that you could hear my heart beating out of my chest.
