Originally Posted by
ysolde
In fact, the only time I was the victim of a "crime" was one night, on St. Patrick's Day, it was raining, and I was going home. A totally obnoxious drunk literally snatched the umbrella out of my hands and decided to use it for himself. Another man, who saw the incident, confronted the drunken fool, took the umbrella back, and gave it to me. I was thankful, and vaguely amused at the incident.
You should have submitted this to NYT's Metropolitan Diary. This is the kind of story one would expect to read. Wow.