lxfe_mxtterz
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On my way home today, I decided to go the "quiet" way, which involves walking through an underpass which cuts under a bridge with a main road.
Quiet? How wrong I was. The underpass housed a congregation of around 20-30 suspicious-looking teenagers. A handful of them loudly coughing, yet not a single mask between them. Horrendous rap music, filled with never-ending profanities, was being blasted out at 500 decibels, and the ground was littered with empty crisp packets and the like. Not to mention the fact that half of them were smoking, looking very much underage.
Walking through the intimidating pack, I received a whole range of looks which would make you think I'd just that murdered their entire families! Either that, or that I was walking through one of their homes which I'd just broken into, rather than along a public thoroughfare in a town centre!
If they act so "tough", rivalling volcanic eruptions with their cuss-fests which they call "music", then why do they always decide to hold their gatherings in the gloomiest, shadiest, most hidden of places? Why are they never on the local high street, so that everyone can watch their toughness in awe?
Think I'll stick to the main roads next time. Not the first time I've encountered sketchy youth characters inhabiting this underpass, but today was too much.
Sorry for the moan, but after that nerve-wracking experience which made me feel as if I were about to get mugged, I had to get it off my chest.
Talk about feeling unsafe walking alone...
Anyone had any similar experiences?
Any thoughts?
Quiet? How wrong I was. The underpass housed a congregation of around 20-30 suspicious-looking teenagers. A handful of them loudly coughing, yet not a single mask between them. Horrendous rap music, filled with never-ending profanities, was being blasted out at 500 decibels, and the ground was littered with empty crisp packets and the like. Not to mention the fact that half of them were smoking, looking very much underage.
Walking through the intimidating pack, I received a whole range of looks which would make you think I'd just that murdered their entire families! Either that, or that I was walking through one of their homes which I'd just broken into, rather than along a public thoroughfare in a town centre!
If they act so "tough", rivalling volcanic eruptions with their cuss-fests which they call "music", then why do they always decide to hold their gatherings in the gloomiest, shadiest, most hidden of places? Why are they never on the local high street, so that everyone can watch their toughness in awe?
Think I'll stick to the main roads next time. Not the first time I've encountered sketchy youth characters inhabiting this underpass, but today was too much.
Sorry for the moan, but after that nerve-wracking experience which made me feel as if I were about to get mugged, I had to get it off my chest.
Talk about feeling unsafe walking alone...
Anyone had any similar experiences?
Any thoughts?