I've been robbed!!!!
I was robbed at midnight tonight, on the LRT of all places! By some guy waving a giant vodka bottle. I feel so ridiculous -- maybe I should have put up more of a fight, but I was virtually the only other person there, aside from a young woman and some other guy who was studiously ignoring the whole incident. The guy then tried to threaten me after we got to the station, and was too drunk to run. I wound up calling the cops, and he was caught, but the bugger ditched my money. Fortunately, he didn't get my wallet, or other funds that I had stashed elsewhere.
I feel a tremendous sense of embarassment that I didn't fight him, but I am also glad that, well, I didn't have a big glass bottle smashed in my face, and that I didn't wind up getting into a brawl with some drunk guy who was feeling no pain. Also, I only lost $27.
Fucker! I think it's the only word appropriate.