Monday, June 07, 2004
Ouch. That was fun.
I got jumped on my way home from work on Friday night. Punched in the head from behind and then kicked multiple times in the back and ribcage. I have bruises all over my back, and I get muscle spasms every few minutes.
The guy who did it jumped into a car afterward. I managed to get a good look at the car and gave the cops a full description, including a license plate number.
That turned out to be a good thing, since I barely saw the guy who hit me. The detective came by my place today with a photo lineup, and I didn't pick the guy who matches the car registration. The photo lineup consisted of five pictures. I eliminated two people right off the bat, but the remaining three faces looked so much alike. I told the detective that if I had to choose one of the three, it was probably "this guy" (pointing at the picture), but I wasn't 100% certain.
The detective was mildly discouraged by my choice. It would have been so much easier for him to build his case if I had selected the face that matched the car info I had given him. But the car info was good. It matched an address in my area, and the same detective had busted the person who owns the car just a few months ago on a "not entirely dissimilar" (detective's words) charge. He's going to impound the car in the hopes that the punk will either cop to the crime or rat out his buddy if someone else was involved.
In the end, the detective said that unless the guy talks, most likely nothing will come of it and he might not be able to build a case. Oh well. Time to take some Vicodin.
The guy who did it jumped into a car afterward. I managed to get a good look at the car and gave the cops a full description, including a license plate number.
That turned out to be a good thing, since I barely saw the guy who hit me. The detective came by my place today with a photo lineup, and I didn't pick the guy who matches the car registration. The photo lineup consisted of five pictures. I eliminated two people right off the bat, but the remaining three faces looked so much alike. I told the detective that if I had to choose one of the three, it was probably "this guy" (pointing at the picture), but I wasn't 100% certain.
The detective was mildly discouraged by my choice. It would have been so much easier for him to build his case if I had selected the face that matched the car info I had given him. But the car info was good. It matched an address in my area, and the same detective had busted the person who owns the car just a few months ago on a "not entirely dissimilar" (detective's words) charge. He's going to impound the car in the hopes that the punk will either cop to the crime or rat out his buddy if someone else was involved.
In the end, the detective said that unless the guy talks, most likely nothing will come of it and he might not be able to build a case. Oh well. Time to take some Vicodin.
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