Being downtown Richmond, I didn’t have to roam too many dark alleys before I found a threatening looking guy with a gun. I’m not going to lie, it was pretty scary. Nothing I’ve never experienced before of course, but scary nonetheless. Luckily I was able to explain to the gentleman that being a former English major, I clearly had no money to steal. Gun Guy, who I learned was a former English Major himself, understood entirely and let me go on my literary way. Whew.
Finding a guy with a bow and arrow was slightly more challenging but not as much as you may think. I’ll never forget how that arrowhead glinted in the moonlight as he pulled his bow back and stared me in the eye. The following is the only marginally fictionalized conversation this man and I had:
Me: “What are the chances I’d find a guy with a bow and arrow in a dark alley in 2008? What a horribly impractical weapon to try and rob someone with. I mean, I’m totally blown away by the absurdity of this sequence of events!”
Scary Guy: “Potato Salad!”
I’ll spare you the details of my escape but let’s just say, it was astounding and heroic. So to answer your question, I’d rather encounter the man with the gun. While he may be pretty scary in his own right, chances are the dude with the bow and arrow is F-ing crazy, and that’s way worse.