But I got mugged today, I'm officially a New Yorker. Some bloke ran up to me, took my wallet. I was able to cancel my British cards though and I had no ID on me so he only got around $20.00 in gratification, and I was calm and went about my day as usual.
But, when I told my parents they freaked out. Not only because I got mugged but if I had been in church it wouldn't have happened. My parents are religious and I sure as hell am not (pun intended).
Her car was broken into one night whilst she was at church, but I didn't want to bring that up, I wasn't up for that argument, not now. I just sat and took her nagging.
I always took the world view that "Shit happens" and as a result I'm reluctant to ask "God" for anything, as if he exists I'd rather he help the starving african children first rather than save my beautiful Urban Outfitters wallet.
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