The other night while leaving Starbucks
... walking to a dark parking lot and not paying attention... I got hit over the head and kicked several times by two guys (1 black & 1 white). They 1st asked me for "gas money".. I ignored them and tried to get to my Landrover but they quickly approached me and the attack lasted only a few seconds. I'm now $250 lighter
, have a black eye and have learned a valuable lesson. Don't park in the dark areas of Starbucks. The 911 operator
asked me - as I lay there bleeding - "are they still there?" "Right... and yes, they'd like to speak with you" I calmly said. After a few Q&As from more intelligent people (the police), I went home and crashed. "Damn! You're lucky they didn't stab or shoot you!" one friend later said over the phone. I assume these guys won't be found... and for sure my money is gone. But it reminded me of how valuable and somewhat fragile life is. It can all end in a moment
and at some point - it will - for us all. In the meantime, we should all be doing great things
and helping make the world better
. Peace & Love...........
I wished I had only tripped over my Jack Russell