One of my co-workers had borrowed another co-worker's car to run an errand, and when she came back to work, there was a man pacing the sidewalk in front of our elevator (which opens to the outdoors, facing our small parking lot). He pulled out a gun, held her up, and made her give him her purse and the car keys, then he got in the car and drove off.
As often as I hear about crimes like this, everywhere in Phoenix, it's extremely strange to know that it happened right here, in a generally quiet block of Phoenix. There's a few businesses around us, but not a lot of traffic, and a lot of the time I give myself a false sense of security by thinking (in an "imagination" sort of way) that we're the only ones here. I feel violated knowing that someone took it upon himself to come here, of all places, to do this. I've worked with this co-worker for a long time, too, and I can't even imagine being in her shoes. She's really strong and sure of herself as a person, so I think she'll be okay. I feel extreme sympathy for her, but at the same time I'm so glad it wasn't me. This makes me feel guilty, but honestly I probably would've started crying or something. I really think I don't value what I have and everything special to me nearly enough, and if someone pointed a gun at my head, I feel like I'd be so absolutely worried about all the loose ends I have left to tie up. I'd try to remember what the last thing was that I said to a lot of people: Russell, Travis (my brother), my mom, my grandpa (who's in the hospital here right now), my grandma, and so many other people. And even aside from the regrets I'd have, I think in a selfish way I'd be very afraid of dying. I've never been in a situation where death was an obvious outcome, so I don't really know how scared to die I'd be, but in my imagination I'm pretty damn scared (pardon my French). Not to mention the fact that if I did get shot and didn't actually die, I'd probably be in extreme pain, which I'd be afraid of too.
Anyways...I'm rambling about near-death experiences when I should be working. If you're okay with doing it, please pray for my co-workers, the one who was held up so that she can get through this and not be worried about being outside/anywhere alone, as well as the one who the car belongs to, that she gets her car back in one piece.
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