... In some neighborhoods in Philly (and Camden) an empty wallet is more apt to get you killed in a mugging.
It actually was pretty funny. It was probably 1978, and I was 19. I started walking away, then realized that I could kick his ass. The mugging more startled me and happened so fast. Started back after him, and he started running. I started running after him, yelling "POLICE!"
He ran to the door to the go into the Lafayette Plaza Mall in Bridgeport and then realized he can't run into as mall with a blithering idiot screaming "POLICE!" running after him.
He froze. I froze. He raised the pipe, turned, and said, "I'm going to kill you, you M-Fer."
I realized chasing him might not have been the brightest, turned to run, and he now started chasing ME.
I FLEW down the stairs and realized that I can't run into Lafayette Boulevard, and can't run into the projects. I turned to face him. He took a swing at me with the pipe and kept running to the projects.
I drove to the Police station and told the person at the desk what happened.
"Oh, was that you? We just got a call on you."