Story time now?
I'm walking in Vicenza, Italy through an open market with a COL stationed there (family friend), my brother, and a friend. My mother and the COL's wife were walking in front of us with my youngest brother and their daughter, and a bum appeared and asked for a couple Euros, saying that he was fresh out of prison and trying to get a break. The women said no, and he asked two more times before being threatened with the police.
He fell back a bit and just watched them. Then, turned to me and aske"can I ask you a question?" I replied, "you just did". This took a minute to sink in, then he proceeded with his (second) question which was asking for a handout, which was in turn refused. So he stepped back a bit, but seemed to be watching the women again, so the four of us made a loose circle around him, and just walked for about 40-50m until he just couldn't take it, and ducked away into an alley, sweating bullets.
So you know, three of the four men are soldiers, and the fourth is a Rugby player. We are not small guys, and we don't look friendly to wannabe muggers and bums. I had a similar experience in Estonia, but in that one myself, the aforementioned friend, and another friend, had to fight our way out of a bar (with the help of a several Estionian Army guys that we were working/drinking with) because some Russian tanker didn't like Americans. But that is a whole other story, a good one, but another story.
I'm walking in Vicenza, Italy through an open market with a COL stationed there (family friend), my brother, and a friend. My mother and the COL's wife were walking in front of us with my youngest brother and their daughter, and a bum appeared and asked for a couple Euros, saying that he was fresh out of prison and trying to get a break. The women said no, and he asked two more times before being threatened with the police.
He fell back a bit and just watched them. Then, turned to me and aske"can I ask you a question?" I replied, "you just did". This took a minute to sink in, then he proceeded with his (second) question which was asking for a handout, which was in turn refused. So he stepped back a bit, but seemed to be watching the women again, so the four of us made a loose circle around him, and just walked for about 40-50m until he just couldn't take it, and ducked away into an alley, sweating bullets.
So you know, three of the four men are soldiers, and the fourth is a Rugby player. We are not small guys, and we don't look friendly to wannabe muggers and bums. I had a similar experience in Estonia, but in that one myself, the aforementioned friend, and another friend, had to fight our way out of a bar (with the help of a several Estionian Army guys that we were working/drinking with) because some Russian tanker didn't like Americans. But that is a whole other story, a good one, but another story.