Yesterday while waiting for the bus I was scrolling thru my Tumblr dash on the iPhone & listening to music on the headphones, like normal. All of a sudden some dude came up behind me and slapped the phone out of my hands.
I think he tried to grab it, but it caught on my headphone cable and just fell on the sidewalk. The bottom part of my Mophie case flew off into the street, so I picked up the phone and the case, put it back together, and started chasing that motherfucker. I was yelling the whole time, too. “Ima fuck you up motherfucker! Where the fuck you goin’?”
He had a head start though, and ran like fuck. There was no way I was going to catch him, so instead I yelled, “yeah you better run, little bitch. Lucky I don’t catch your ass”.
Anyway yeah, I was surprised and pissed but whatever, I got over it. The case got a little scratched up, but it could’ve been worse. He could’ve succeeded in stealing my phone, or I could have caught up to him and whooped his ass; neither of which are good. So yeah that’s my story.
Random family members from my dad’s side of the family keep trying to add me on Facebook, or subscribe to my updates. Why, I couldn’t tell you.
Context: My father ran out on child support and all other contact with my mother, my siblings, and I on my 14th birthday, and we never saw him again. He died in 2012. His family, although we had contact with some of them, never helped in any way, nor did they ever volunteer his location.
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