Esa experiencia la viví hace 2 años, hasta entonces había sufrido robos normales,
pero el "cobro de cupo" es algo que solo había visto en las noticias,
pero jamás lo había vivido.
Resulta que me fui a la parte alta del cerro a hacer trabajo comunal,
todo iba bien, estuve horas limpiando, juntando la basura en unos sacos para transportarlos y
llevarlos hacía el camión recolector de basura.
Esta labor ya la había hecho antes en las partes altas de mi urbanización, ya que yo vivo
en la parte intermedia.
De pronto aparece un tipo con una mirada extraña, yo no sospeche nada.
Este tipo me ofrece su "ayuda", le dije que no hacía falta, sin embargo, él insiste y se pone a limpiar
un poco, yo sigo sin sospechar nada.
Luego agarra 2 sacos de basura que yo había preparado y los lleva hacía la pista que estaba a unos
metros, el tipo trataba de parecer una persona que necesitaba trabajar.
Luego regresa y se sienta, como si estuviera cansado después de una larga jornada de trabajo.
Hasta aquí "acaba su actuación" y comienza a mostrar "su verdadero rostro".
Me dice que tiene sed y me pide que le de dinero para que se compre una gaseosa en la tienda.
Le digo que yo no tomo gaseosa, él me dice que él sí toma gaseosa y sigue pidiéndome dinero.
Entonces, le contesto que no tengo dinero, que soy misio.
Él se levanta, se me acerca y me dice "Dame todo o te meto cuchillo", quede en "shock",
no sabía lo que estaba pasando, después agarra un palo, lo levanta y amenaza con romperme la
cabeza si yo no "soltaba", y no paraba de gritar "¡SUELTA!, ¡SUELTA!, ¡SUELTA!".
Yo no entendía lo que pasaba, fue horrible.
El tipo era un "drogo" (drogadicto), conocido en la zona como "Drogo Coti", se gana la vida atacando
a cualquier obrero que aparezca para después exigirle un "aporte" de 10 soles todos los días, a cambio,
él los dejaría trabajar tranquilamente.
Este tipo quería que yo me convirtiera en uno de sus "aportantes", doblegándome a su voluntad,
valiéndose del "miedo", en ese momento no entendía lo que hacía, pero después me daría cuenta
que la zona era "tierra de nadie".
No tuve más remedio que abandonar mi cochecito con el cual transportaba los sacos de basura,
me retiré de la zona viendo cómo este tipo se llevaba mi herramienta de trabajo.
Ya han pasado 2 años, y no lo he vuelto a ver, felizmente.
Desde entonces, no he vuelto a hacer trabajo comunal, en las partes cercanas a los cerros de mi ciudad.
Además hay otros peligros que no se notan a simple vista y de los cuales les hablaré en otra
oportunidad.
Bueno, esa fue mi experiencia con el "cobro de cupo", espero que ustedes no hayan pasado por esto.
Nos vemos.
I lived that experience 2 years ago, until then I had suffered normal robberies, but the "quota charge" is something that I had only seen in the news, but I had never experienced it.
It turns out that I went to the top of the hill to do communal work,
everything was going well, I spent hours cleaning, gathering the rubbish in bags to transport them and
You were heading for the garbage truck.
I had already done this work before in the upper parts of my urbanization, since I live
in the middle part.
Suddenly a guy appears with a strange look, I did not suspect anything.
This guy offers me his "help", I told him that it was not necessary, however, he insists and starts to clean
a little, I still do not suspect anything.
Then he grabs 2 garbage bags that I had prepared and takes them to the track that was about
meters, the developed type of looking like a person who needs to work.
Then he comes back and sits down, as if tired after a long day's work.
So far "his performance ends" and begins to show "his true face."
He tells me he's thirsty and asks me to give him money so he can buy a soda at the store.
I tell him that I don't drink soda, he tells me that he does drink soda and keeps asking me for money.
So, I tell him that I don't have any money, that I'm a missionary.
He gets up, approaches me and says "Give me everything or I'll put a knife in you", I was in "shock",
didn't know what was going on, then he grabs a stick, picks it up and threatens to break my
head if I didn't "let go", and he kept shouting "LET GO! LET GO! LET GO!".
I did not understand what was happening, it was horrible.
The guy was a "drogo" (drug addict), known in the area as "Drogo Coti", he makes a living attacking
to any worker who appears to later demand a "contribution" of 10 soles every day, in exchange,
he would let them work quietly.
This guy wanted me to become one of his "contributors", bending me to his will,
using "fear", at that time I did not understand what I was doing, but later I would realize
that the area was "no man's land".
I had no choice but to abandon my stroller with which I transported the bags of garbage,
I left the area seeing how this guy took my work tool.
It's been 2 years, and I haven't seen him again, happily.
Since then, I have not returned to do communal work, in the parts near the hills of my city.
In addition, there are other dangers that are not visible to the naked eye and which I will talk about in another
chance.
Well, that was my experience with the "quota charge", I hope you have not gone through this.
See you.
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