I had an interesting experience on the train to Sorrento. I was traveling with my father in the early 2000's. He got on the train and then a guy put his hand on the side of the train to block me from getting on. I was fearful of getting separated, so I countered his aggression with aggression.
I lowered my shoulder and used an American football move to power my way onto the train. I felt a hand in my pocket and realized I was getting pickpocketed. I kept my eye on the pickpoketer and he ended up cornered by the door opposite where we got on. I started yelling at him and demanding my wallet while threatening to hit him. He dropped my wallet and pointed to the floor. I picked it up and he tried to play dumb. I cursed him, his mamma, and his grandmother, and then went to work on his ancestors. The train stopped at the next station and he got off. Several people came up to see if I was okay. One lady told me the guy told her he thought he was having a heart attack as he got off the train.
I lowered my shoulder and used an American football move to power my way onto the train. I felt a hand in my pocket and realized I was getting pickpocketed. I kept my eye on the pickpoketer and he ended up cornered by the door opposite where we got on. I started yelling at him and demanding my wallet while threatening to hit him. He dropped my wallet and pointed to the floor. I picked it up and he tried to play dumb. I cursed him, his mamma, and his grandmother, and then went to work on his ancestors. The train stopped at the next station and he got off. Several people came up to see if I was okay. One lady told me the guy told her he thought he was having a heart attack as he got off the train.