I had a minor scare last night. I couldn't find my keys and had to have the superintendent let me into my apartment and...oi. Not fun. This led to the discovery that my laptop bag, does, in fact, have several secret compartments that I didn't know about before. My keys fell into one of those.

The biggest concern was that my keys had fallen out on a bus somewhere. X_X Thankfully they are here.


Having a few people over for dinner tonight. ^_^ Should be fun. Much more fun than work tomorrow and walking to and from there in the cold. But that's why I'm being paid to go there. ^__~

GRRRRR.....

Woke up at four thirty, left my house at 5am to catch the bus. Then happened The Event. -_-The Event involves me being accosted at 5am by two jerks in a car right on my little dinky suburban street. The driver was relatively quiet, but notably didn't object to his absolute ASSHOLE of a friend's behaviour, so he certainly counts as a jerk. He was also going along with following me. On second thought, no, that makes him an asshole, too. Just a slightly less obnoxious one.

The asshole in the passenger seat started off asking me if I'd like to go for a ride. He and his friend followed me slowly up the street as I walked, even though I was brushing them off and saying "I'm going to work, go away." They began harassing me for blow jobs, too.
The asshole commented that my long hair was "so beautiful, I'd just like to run my fingers through it and grab it".

He also kept reaching for me, and his friend kept driving closer to the curb, so I started walking on people's lawns and such to stay out of reach. The climax of The Event resulted in me holding my lunch (which had a very big full glass bottle in it) up threateningly and yelling in a fairly deep voice "FUCK OFF!"

Luckily, I was too pissed off at his insistance to be scared at the time, so I was ready to fight if need be. . .as demonstrated by being ready to bash him in the face with a glass bottle. @_@ It was more when I got to the bus stop that I realized "Oh shit, he was actually trying to GRAB me!" that I was scared. . .but then quickly got mad again that I was scared. ^^;;

Kind of ruined my day, though. Especially since as soon as I told my mom about it (she works out at the gym I'm working at, and it was quiet when she asked me about my day so far), she insisted that I file a police report. Now, we DID go over to the police station when I got off of work, but then they told us we have to call and have an officer come to the house.

SO. Not only did the fucker ruin my morning, but he's ruined my afternoon too, because I'm going to have to wake up when the police officer comes over to take a description of the guy and the car. -____-;;;; Better to get it reported so they have the description on file, but still. I'm fucking tired, and now have more issues to deal with on top of a ten hour day because a pair of dipshits thought it'd be cute to try and get me into their car.

RAGE.