mean people

this blog is about mean people. really, it's about one specific mean person: the girl who stole my wallet from my purse in starbucks yesterday. within moments of realizing that my wallet was gone, ie the moment that I actually began to listen to my instincts, I was reminded of several things, including:

1. there are mean people in the world that will, in fact, turn their meanness onto me.
2. I should trust my instincts more often. we all should.
3. people who steal wallets can also look like yuppies. just because she looked like she could afford her dye job doesn't mean that she is paying for it with her own money.
4. calling the police is necessary, even if there is no way that they will get your wallet back. you can't seem to get access to any library without a crime report number. (that is, unless you find a nice membership person, like the one who has let me back in to senate house.)

now, for the list of things that I hope happen to this awful, awful person.

1. I hope that she is in a relationship with a dreadful boyfriend who doesn't love her and is sleeping with her best friend.
2. I hope that she gets ingrown toenails on both of her big toes.
3. I hope that her flat burns down, with only my somewhat melted library and bank cards remaining after the blaze.
4. I hope that she her hair turns green permanently.
5. I hope that someone picks her wallet from her purse.

while none of these things may happen (seriously crossing my fingers on the ingrown toenails bit), they do help remind me that karma is a bitch. I'm not sure what I did to get this dose of bad karma, but I'm hoping that it has put me back in balance. that, or that I've done nothing and a really great thing is about to happen.

I hope that this finds all of my friends and family well. and all of you mean people out there, shape up, would you?

love to all.