Getting Robbed
I don't feel too bad about the whole thing since I was so wasted, I think I feel a little guilty, like it's my fault that it happened. But I know that's not true.

It's not my fault.

It's not my fault.

I know.

It's not my fault.

I know.

No, Carlos, It's not your fault.

Sniff...

I think I was more worried about being cool to the black dudes in the car than I was aware about getting robbed. You know how that goes.

But my bank detected weird activity (109 bucks at a gas station is, apparently, not kosher for Bank or America - what is I need chips and drinks really late at night? oh well) and stopped the account. I won't be liable for anything. I like how my bank takes care of me even when I'm really stupid. I gave the guy my card, basically, when he asked to see my wallet, he was real smooth about it too. He pretended like he was checking to make sure I wasn't a cop or something, I think he was trying to sell me weed (I got none).

I don't know how it started, but I found myself in a car with some black dudes in the front seat, seemed harmless at the time. Now that I look back, I feel like those guys that are undercover on 60 Minutes pretending to be wasted in the NY Subway system getting robbed. Only I wasn't pretending and no one was watching out for me. Why did I get into this dude's car? Who knows, I was so tired of walking and I couldn't find my way that I just got into the car, I'm thinking. But I guess my bank was watching out for me after all.

I remember him trying to be real low key, reall smooth, asking if I was a cop or not. I spoke with a black accent, like I was from the streets.

"Nah man, I ain't no cop. Look at me? I look like a cop to you? Come on..."

So he demanded to see my ID, which was in my wallet, and voila, he must've taken my card then. I really have no idea. I do remember getting alarmed at some point and telling him to pull over and let me out. I felt like they were about to pull some funny business. He was glad to stop and let me out. They were going to have some fun with my ATM card.

I didn't find out until this morning.

I was so wasted that I don't know where I was between 1am and 4:30am, although I seemed to have talked to some people on the phone, so we'll see what happened later.

Anyways, I'm at work now and it hurts like hell.