So I usually go to Sudsville laundromat towards Catonsville, but a Google search showed me there was a laundromat only maybe 9 blocks from me, Princess Coin Laundry, off Edmondson Avenue. At 7 PM, I load my bicycle saddlebags full of dirty laundry, and put the rest in my 38 liter North Face interior frame hiking backpack. I also had a couple other things in there, but I'll get to that later. So I get to the laundromat, and I noticed there about six young guys standing out front not doing much of anything. I don't think anything of it, lock up my bike and go inside to start the laundry.
I get my first load in, turn around and there are two of the guys who were out front, all in my personal space. They tell me I need to leave. I see their friends are watching them and I know I'm not going to win this one, so I say I'll leave as soon as this load is done. They say "No, you need to leave now." That's when one of them shoved me and the other guy punched me, or tried to anyway. I look to the guy working, but he just goes into his little safety bubble. So I say okay, I'll leave. I walk out without my stuff and go to unlock my bike and they say "Nah, you need to leave that.' I have a Diamondback Haanjo 3 gravel bike, it's not a cheap bike. I ignore them, unlock the bike ,and that's when they all started chasing me. One would pull on the bike, while the other would try to get behind me and punch me. They landed quite a few shots. But I finally got away. At that point I was finally able to get on my phone and call 911. Half the guys bail (not before calling me a bitch for calling the police, cause they're real brave going 6 on 1.) I ran across the street and I see a clerk standing in the doorway of a store watching everything. I try to run inside he shoves me, and when I try to run in again he actually punches me, and says "don't bring that shit in here." I couldn't believe it.
At this point the guys start laughing, thinking they're going to get their prize, my bike, and start tagging me up pretty bad. At that point I had no choice I had to let go of the bike. I ran back across the street, and that's when the first cop shows up, and the thieves disappear like the vapors. A bunch of cops came, they calmed me down and I actually got my bike back. Those assholes had to leave so quick they didn't get my bike. The police asked me if I need medical attention, and I tell them I'll be all right, although I'm pretty sore right now, but I'll live. They watch my bike while I walked back down to the laundromat to get my belongs, and now there are about a dozen guys out front, all calling me names and mean mugging me.
I had to go get one of the police officers to walk with me to the laundromat. I knew the guys who assaulted me were in the crowd but I couldn't identify them, everything happened so fast. I go in to get my laundry, somehow the machine stopped, so I just had soggy clothes. I load them into my saddlebag, and ask for my money back from the clerk (I'm 90 percent sure he was the owner.) He was really rude to me, and told me it wasn't his fault that my clothes weren't washed, and refused to give me my money back. He acted like it was my fault that I got robbed and assaulted in his store . I couldn't believe it. I knew I wasn't going to get my money back so I just left, with my saddlebags full of dirty soggy clothes.
The police told me this is a very dangerous area, and it would be wise of me to avoid it in the future. So they cleared out and I biked to to where I usually do my laundry, Sudsville. When I got there I realized my North Face backpack was missing, along with a good bit of my clothes, my sleeping bag,, my mess kit (a mini pot and pan kit for camping), a little case with all my phone chargers and Battery Bank, as well as my last $20. I am newly homeless, so that was a quite a loss. I had some quarters in my pocket so I could dry my soggy clothes, until I figure something else out.
Now I'm up shit creek without a paddle. Well, it's not that bad, but I really do need a sleeping bag. I start a new job on Monday, so it won't be too long before I can replace my belongings, and get a room to rent somewhere. In the meantime,I don't like asking for stuff, but does anyone have an old sleeping bag? I'm willing to work for it, I'm really handy, I can fix just about anything. If anyone has any old pots and pans, something really small, that'd be great too. I have a pocket sized propane stove I use to cook with, but now I have no cookware. This (reddit) community is great, I really do appreciate you guys. Stay safe out there guys, keep your head on a swivel. I know I will!
Animanialmanac t1_isi3qic wrote
I’m so sorry that happened to you. I don’t have an extra sleeping bag but one of the churches near that area may have supplies for you. That is a very bad area, a former pt patient of mine was mugged and beaten in the lot of that same laundromat last year. Police witnessed the incident and didn’t intervene or assist him afterwards, he was beaten so severely he needed back surgeries, and will never be the same even with intensive rehab.
I wish you well finding a new place to call home and supplies to get you through.