Sunday, November 9, 2008

My night in Pomona

My best friend, Ryan, is in a fraternity at Cal Poly Pomona and the the other night he invited me and whoever I wanted to bring, to a party that his fraternity was hosting. The theme was Jamaican Me Crazy, so we all put on our Bob Marley shirts and left. The fraternity house is in Pomona off of a street called Gary.  My mom always told me what a bad area that is but I didn't care, I really wanted to go to this party.  I drove and we left at 10:15 on Friday night.  My mom was right, the area was gross and dirty looking but it didn't seem too bad.  We stood in line because they have to check IDs to make sure we were all 18.  When we finally got in, it was a lot of fun. There was loud music, dancing, friends I haven't seen in months and I was being introduced to all of Ryan's new friends!  It was a lot of fun!  But at around 12 midnight, the cops came and shut it down.  They said you had to be 21 to stay with a wristband from the fraternity.  Since we weren't 21, but had wristbands, we had to leave.  Now that it was almost 12:30 in the middle of this place my mom said was so bad, I was getting a little nervous to walk to my car a few streets away.  We walked out of the fraternity house to a bunch of angry people yelling about how they didn't want to leave.  We all quickly walked past them.  Then my phone rang and it was one of my older friends who stayed at the house, she called to warn me that one of our other friends just left and called her to tell her that there was a crazy lady with a gun in the area.  I didn't want to yell "lady a gun everybody go!"  So I just told my friends we need to hurry so we all started walking extremely fast always checking my surroundings.  We finally go to my car, got in and locked the doors. 
On our way home, we were all talking about how scary that was.  We said that has never happened to us in Rancho, luckily!  My one friend who has lived in the same house in Rancho for 18 years, said she has never felt as scared and worried in Rancho that she did in those couple hours in Pomona.  I came home and told my mom and she said "I told you so."  She also works in Pomona and was telling me about other things that happen here, shootings, kidnappings, drug busts and deals.  I was shocked, I always knew it was not considered a super nice area but I didn't know it was that bad!

2 comments:

Sydney said...

Ah! That does sound really scary. I have had experiences like that too where my mom said one thing and I, of course, did they other. But the way I see it is you learn from your mistakes and sometimes it takes experiencing somehting first hand to really "get the message." I'm glad you guys got home ok though!

Resident said...

Sounds like quite the adventure!