Omar's Birthday. Since we wasn't going to "ihop," I planned on picking up some Pizza Hut so that we could watch American Idol together. There I was standing on the bus stop with a blizzard coming down. I waited in the snow for 45 minutes.
The bus arrived and I was relieved to put the pizza boxes and the rest of my packages down on the chair next to me. I called Omar to tell him I was on my way. He was doing a video blog while I was on the phone. Once I got off the phone with him, I went to reply to a text message.
The bus stops and a guy tells me to give him MY phone. NO! He then grabs for it. We tusseled back and forth, in the chair and in the aisle. There had to be about 20 people on the bus. I called for help. Nobody did anything. People were running off the bus as he almost pulled me off the bus with him. I had my sidekick in my hand, I slipped down the snowy steps and he ran across the street with my phone.
My sidekick is gone. Yet my life was still here.
Mom always told me not to have confrontations with thieves, but it was mine! He could have had a knife, or worse a gun.
I will spare you the details of the police reports, insurance company, and bus reports, for they are dramatic in itself. All I know is that I am sad to see my phone go, yet happy I am still here, and I had a new phone in the next two days.
I guess he really needed a sidekick that badly.
He was wrong, and he will have to answer to GOD, The Law and himself for what he has done. Yet still, when will WE be able to create a world that does not allow people to steal from us? If you and I was to see someone on the bus about to get robbed, would you help? When will we stop being victims and start living in our own victories?