Central London - Am I Being Daft?

[Stilgoe1972]

At six foot four and twenty stone, there’s just more of you to stab.

I never used to care but with age (and knackered knees) comes wisdom and at the grand old age of 42, I wouldn’t wear a Rolex out in town any more. It’s a sad state of affairs but it just isn’t worth it.

You’ll always have the arm chair Bruce Lee’s telling you to wear what you want etc and I’m sure you can handle yourself but when its a couple of lads on a mopeds with knives / machetes / God knows what, you’re not walking away unscathed.

In my younger and stupider years, I popped up to Harrods to pick up a green Tudor for an American based mate (they wouldn’t post it to him). Wore my Comex as it always seems to make the shops bring out the stuff from ‘the back of the safe’ when browsing.
On the train back, my stop was the end of the line. Just me and another guy in the carriage. Massive fella, looked rough as ar$eholes frankly. Felt a little self conscious with the Harrods bag between my legs. As the train pulled in, he stood up to leave then bent right down to have a good look at my watch. I virtually sh!t myself there and then. I had visions of being mugged for what he thought was a regular sub (even though it was an SD) that he'd sell on for a couple of grand and then it’d end up on the wrist of the local Grab Away driver for all eternity.
‘Is that a Comex?’ He asked. I knew then I was safe. No mugger is that nerdy. Turned out to be a really nice guy and we’re still friends today but that was the first time I thought I’d made a mistake. Lot more careful these days.

Ha, indeed the big bloke routine is utter crap. If anybody on here has had a fight with 4 blokes and won please do tell us the story. They are most likely the same big bald blokes that hit their watches on door frames, and haven’t seen their dicks for years as their guts are in the way:)