I was visiting an apartment building in almagro, I opened the front door and turned around to close it when i saw this fast moving flash. A guy sprinted from nowhere trying to get me before i closed the door, luckily I beat him by a split second
He was about 20 and looked like a total street living thief, tatoos all over, weird hair, clothes unwashed for weeks
The door is glass, so I stayed to observe and he started telling me he lived in the building, he forgot his keys, just let me in. I gave some smartass answers and he started getting mad and screaming. So, I thought I should leave, i took a step back towards the elevator..but then.....
When I moved back from the door I saw that in the confusion I hadn't actually shut it, the handle hadn't clicked. omg The look of horror on my face told the thief something was up, he looked down and realised too the door was open.
He slammed into it from one side, and me from the other. As we are both pushing he yelled something, and I see another guy sprinting towards the door. BUT.. when he yelled.. he also slightly moved his shoulder off, like motioning for his partner to gtf over here. With my life flashing before my eyes and superhuman strength this was the advantage I needed to ram it shut once and for all.
Here is the crazy thing --
I wear things forever until they fall apart. My last shoes were 2 years old and the bottoms were completely smoothed over, I just slid down the street like an ice skater. BUT, last friday, I passed a shoe shop.. and for some holy reason I just had to buy new shoes, I just felt this force inside of me pushing me to buy new shoes. And if it weren't for my new shoes with their awesome grip, I never could have held the door
He was about 20 and looked like a total street living thief, tatoos all over, weird hair, clothes unwashed for weeks
The door is glass, so I stayed to observe and he started telling me he lived in the building, he forgot his keys, just let me in. I gave some smartass answers and he started getting mad and screaming. So, I thought I should leave, i took a step back towards the elevator..but then.....
When I moved back from the door I saw that in the confusion I hadn't actually shut it, the handle hadn't clicked. omg The look of horror on my face told the thief something was up, he looked down and realised too the door was open.
He slammed into it from one side, and me from the other. As we are both pushing he yelled something, and I see another guy sprinting towards the door. BUT.. when he yelled.. he also slightly moved his shoulder off, like motioning for his partner to gtf over here. With my life flashing before my eyes and superhuman strength this was the advantage I needed to ram it shut once and for all.
Here is the crazy thing --
I wear things forever until they fall apart. My last shoes were 2 years old and the bottoms were completely smoothed over, I just slid down the street like an ice skater. BUT, last friday, I passed a shoe shop.. and for some holy reason I just had to buy new shoes, I just felt this force inside of me pushing me to buy new shoes. And if it weren't for my new shoes with their awesome grip, I never could have held the door