Today it became clear to me that i do in fact work in the worst area ever.
I was lining up to buy something to eat on my lunch break when i turned to see about 5 guys standing and arguing with each other. My initial though was... Why am i not suprised?! I mean i work in Broadmeadows for crying out loud.
All of a sudden one guy attacks one of the others, his mate pulls him off the guy (who's mates in turn were trying to pull them apart) and that's when i saw the knife.
The two guys, one of which had the knife start to run and run straight past me. Right in front of me one of them drops his phone.... without thinking i bend over and pick it and yell out to them about it. One slows down but doesn't turn around like he was thinking about coming back for it but then decides not to worry about it and keeps running for obvious reasons.
I yell out to one of the shop owners to call the police and security and that's when i turn back and see the guy who was stabbed. There was blood everywhere and he was clutching at his neck... kind of where the neck meets the shoulder.
It was like slow motion, i know that sounds all sorts of stupid but it was. He stood there for a minute before moving his hands off his neck, took his t-shirt off and placed it over the wound in his neck. He then began to walk towards the exit, stopping only for his friend to ask where the closest hospital was. There was blood everywhere, all i could think was holy shit i cant believe this guy is still on his feet.
Within minutes the police were everywhere. I walked back to work in a daze thinking i was going to be sick. Then when one of my bosses asked if i was okay i honestly thought i was going to cry. I went into the lunch room and had a drink of water and tried to calm myself down., i was told to stay out there till i felt okay.
I eventually calmed down and called my mum, i know I'm such a girl.... but i had to talk to my mum! She reassured me it was all okay. THANKS MUMSY!!
I went back out and then the cops came over to question me.
They asked me to describe everything i saw, which i did. I then went on to tell then about the whole phone thing and the knife. The police officer then asked me if i could describe the two guys..... I told her they had their backs to me the whole time except when they were running past me and that all happened so fast i didn't really look at them. I'm actually glad i didn't see their faces, i know that sounds cowardly but i don't care. This is something i don't want to get caught up in especially considering i have to go to work 5 days a week in the very same centre. There were so many other witnesses that could describe them that my statement really isn't that helpful.... i am sorry that i wasn't able to help more but at the same time thankful... extremely thankful.
Once the police left was when i burst into tears. I guess the initial shock of it all finally wore off.
I'm not looking forward to work tomorrow... or the next day.
I need to find myself some thing new.... and as far away from the shit at Broadmeadows.