October 5, 2004

Diary

After Sunday’s reading, a group of us went out for Chinese food and told mugging stories. My favorite: The woman who was held over a pit for her Brownie dues. This was funny when she told it, but now I see it’s not. With enough distance, almost anything can seem funny.

Another woman described a scene in which a hooded man in a schoolyard stuck a gun in her face and demanded her money. “No!” she shouted, although all she had in her bag was ten dollars. Her reason for refusing: her diary was in her bag and this fucker wasn’t getting it. The man turned and ran.