Getting punched on street doing nothing
This is mostly a rant about how I’ve forgotten there are still pretty shitty people in this beautiful city.
I was walking home on ocean street today around 6, right across from Marianne’s, minding my own business and carrying groceries. I made eye contact with this mid 40/50s(?) homeless White woman that I was passing by, so I smiled and said hello. Suddenly she switched her cigarette to the other hand and punched me in the face, yelled slurs at me, told me that “people like me makes everybody sick” (im asian), did not stop for a second and walked away. I was too shocked and stood there for more than 30 seconds and didn’t know what to do.
I honestly don’t know what the moral of this story is, just like I didn’t know what to say when police called to ask me what do I want after I filed a report. I guess this is just me feeling very sad being reminded the fact that there are still not so lovely people in this beautiful place. ;-;