I was waiting in line for food, digging through my change to come up with 56 cents, when I dropped a dime. Without missing a beat, the woman in front of me stepped on it, ducked down, scooped it up, and pocketed it.

When I expressed a certain amount of incredulity at this turn of events ("WHAT THE HELL?"), she bluntly claimed she thought she had dropped it herself, despite the fact that she'd been handling no money and didn't even have a wallet or purse out. I rather adamantly insisted it was mine, after which she gave it back with a false and rude "Sorry."

On the way back to work, I came about an inch from being kneecapped by some kid on a motorized bike travelling about 30 on the sidewalks. After blowing past me, the kid whipped into an intersection with five seconds left on the light, flipping off a cabdriver who'd been three quarters of the way through the left turn.

Humanity is fucking garbage.