When I was younger, and a heck of a lot dumber, I had a distempered partner with a penchant for ceaseless criticism and minor physical assaults. Never hurt me, so I let it slide for a lot longer than I shoulda.
Until said partner made every effort to strangle me in an empty, dark parking lot one New Years' Eve with absolutely no rhyme, reason or warning. I have no idea what would have happened if the Ex hadn't showed up to drag him off me.
Gah.
Besides that, I'd have to say the time I was "mugged" in Toronto by the friendliest bandit you've ever met. He only took ten bucks, but he apparently REALLY needed it. Scary/intense sort of fella, polite but for the fact that he wasn't taking no for an answer.
It's a weird story.
Beyond that, I've led a very safe and prepared life. All's well.