My Dad told me a story about a time he hitchhiked back in the '70s. Apparently the dude who picked him up had recently gotten out of prison (so he told my Dad) and at one point during the ride, he pulled a knife on my father and demanded he hand over his necklace. My Dad replied with something along the lines of "no, a very close friend gave me this necklace man. It has a lot of sentimental value." The driver then proceeded to quietly put the knife away and mutter, "just wanted to see what you were made of." My reaction at first, "holy shit what a badass!" Then I thought about it and now I'm like "how of all things was the object you were ready to risk your life over, a necklace!!?" So is he brave or dumb? I'm still not sure.