Women Can Be Muggers, Too! All It Takes Is Confidence

It’s not news that women are every bit as capable, if not more so, than men. But one of the few areas where they have yet to fully prove themselves is as muggers. Sure, they make excellent accomplices and decoys. But do they have what it takes to rob somebody without support from intimidating males?

The answer is an unequivocal yes, if an incident that occurred in front of 310 East 93rd Street on Sept. 24 is any indication. And size, by the way, apparently doesn’t matter, as this perp measured a diminutive 5-foot-1 and weighed 110 pounds, according to her victim.

The thief, dressed in a light blue halter top and flip-flops, approached her prey, a 23-year-old woman, at 2:15 a.m. as she neared her residence and stated, apparently with that sang-froid of which the best crooks are made: “Don’t say anything. Take out your wallet.”

Then she took the liberty of removing the victim’s wallet from her pocketbook herself. And when she was disappointed with the $40 she found there—which the victim assured her was all she had—the bandit didn’t withdraw meekly. Instead, she informed the woman that they’d be taking a little walk to the nearest A.T.M.

They found one at 1791 First Avenue, a market, and the perp instructed the young woman to withdraw $200, which she did.

Then the suspect—described, in addition to her small size and svelte physique, as having blotchy skin and black hair worn in a ponytail—fled towards York Avenue. The police canvassed the area, but with negative results.

Money Laundering

Washing machines—specifically the coin-operated kind you find at Laundromats and in the basements of Manhattan apartment buildings—are occasionally pilfered for their change. But it’s rare that an entire machine goes missing, as happened at 321 East 91st Street on Sept. 16.

The washer was last seen around 6 p.m. on Sept. 18 by a tenant whose apartment is on the building’s first floor, directly across the hall from the laundry room. She’d heard “some clanging and noise” emanating from that location but simply assumed it was somebody doing a boisterous load of laundry.

The company that maintains the building’s machines was contacted, and they stated that their machines typically generate about $150 a month in income and that the last collection date had been Aug. 31. They added that the missing machine was nine years old and had an approximate value of $100.

There were no signs of forced entry into the building. Unfortunately, neither were there security cameras on the premises, which might have solved the mystery of who or why someone would want a washing machine that they’d have to keep feeding with coins every time they did their laundry.

Piano Man

Gigs for musicians are hard enough to come by in New York’s competitive cultural landscape. So when one guy spotted an opportunity to perform at All Saints Episcopal Church, at 230 East 60th Street, on Sept. 24, he wasn’t about to give it up without a fight.

A church employee told the police that he entered the sanctuary at 6 p.m., where an unknown male was playing the piano. “I am not going to stop playing for anyone,” the suspect announced.

This apparently wasn’t in response to the church worker, a 70-year-old Second Avenue resident, asking him to stop tickling the ivories; rather, it was more along the lines of an artistic manifesto. And to back it up, the perp—described as 5-foot-11, with red hair in a ponytail—then punched the other man’s left ear with his closed fist, causing it to bleed.

The problem with assault (totally apart from the damage that broken knuckles can do to your pianistic prowess) is that it gives your victim an occasion to call the police. So the soloist decided to skip the encore and was last seen fleeing westbound on 60th Street. Women Can Be Muggers, Too! All It Takes Is Confidence