i'm excited to be a part of this blog. i was excited to have the opportunity to share my fun, quirky and maybe even eye-opening experiences living in the big city, but i couldn't think of anything good. as much as i try to pretend that living in detroit is just like living in new york city, it's not. it's just kind of worse.

so then, here's a story about something bad that happened to me today:

i had to go to the doctor today, which was pretty unremarkable except that i had to talk to my nurse through BULLET PROOF GLASS.
whatever. i got what i needed, but getting out of the parking lot was kind of tricky. i couldn't find the real exit, so i ended up driving through an alley, down a sidewalk and then out onto the road. as i was stopped at the corner, a construction worker ran up to my car screaming and flailing a little. he spat on me and called me a strange and derogatory name for a group of people that i don't even belong to. i don't know why the construction worker got so angry. my best guess is because when i drove illegally down the sidewalk i nearly hit him with my side mirror. also, the cement i drove through was wet. also, he had just put down this cement.

he didn't have to spit on me. ON ME. sick.

detroit!!