Back, tired from the 9am - 4pm Friday norm.
Thank you God for being gracious to bestow me with His protection today.
On the way back home today at Borovitskaya station, history ALMOST repeated itself. I waited for the train whilst lugging my humongous bag (stupid Lippincott book la) with 'Hey Soul Sister' blasting on the ipod. I was barely aware of my surroundings as I was mulling over what to cook for diner later tonight. After 10 seconds or so, the train arrived and we all filed by the door waiting to get in when I felt something.
In curiosity, I turned around only to see A FRIKKING GYPSY WITH HER HAND IN MY BAG!
Her eyes were the size of golf balls (I bet mine were too at the time --.--) shocked to see my awareness, but that did NOT stop her from pushing her hand further into my bag searching for something I could only assume to be my wallet. So I tugged at my bag and she took out her hand. BUT WAIT. The best part is, she actually had the cheek of a bull to actually SCOLD me, shouting nonsense and even threaten to PUNCH me! She did try to punch me but I backed into the train and the doors closed before she could get in.
The things people do for 70 rubles and worthless discount cards. (Yes mom, I am broke.)
Piece of advice: Go for karate classes. In case one day you need to front-kick a Gypsy.