It wasn't even an expensive or expensive looking bag. It was cheap. That's the kicker.
Stosh, I want to continue to live life with rose-colored glasses, actually. Why is it that black women from Detroit can't be positive and optimistic? Do we all have to walk around with bad attitudes, "keepin' it real"? Seriously? And then people complain that it makes us undesirable as women, and that's why so many of us are single.
That's true. It's sad that it's true, but it is. I don't do quite a bit at night [[such as go to the ATM anywhere -- that's just ill advised), but I will walk from a building to my car, even if it's several blocks. Once in a blue moon at an event, a guy will insist on escorting me back to my car afterward, but usually that doesn't happen here in the North... it does when I'm traveling in the South.
It's also interesting that the first time this happened, I was with two other people. Usually I'm flying solo, and I'm just fine. Granted, I wouldn't have ridden the DPM by myself -- I would have driven my car to the several stops on our route and parked nearby -- but I've got a lot of friends who do not post on these boards. I can imagine telling my sisterfriend professor who wanted to have dinner at 7 pm back in January "I'm sorry, I don't go out in Detroit at night" after we've both grown up here. She would rightfully wonder if I'd lost my mind.
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