Lately, I myself have had a few of these moments, leading me to believe it is not just the city, it is how long I have been here.
One of my favorite moments was last week when I ran into a sleaze that my friend used to hang out with. I was actually running. Per this guy's usual M.O. he appeared to not only not know who I was, but he was visibly drunk. I know I am running the risk of sounding overly superficial here, but he had a big ass cold sore and looked like he had just woken up from an all night crack and cocaine bender. He really did look like shit and if my friend were there to see it she would have laughed her ass off because not only did he look like a lost homeless hot mess coming out of a woman's apartment (he told me it was his "friend who happens to be a girl"), his car had gotten towed. Apparently it was towed for no reason other than it happened to be parked where the police needed to park to bust open someone's door up the street.
....karma is, indeed, a bitch.
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