Random Acts of Meaness

I fall victim to random acts of kindness frequently. People willing to give rides, friends picking up the lunch tab etc. But once in a while...there's a random act of meanness. For example last spring I was squirted in the face by a high pressure supersoaker walking to Ryle one night. It startled me, soaked me and deeply hurt my feelings. Today, my bike got a flat tire on the way to work, so I had to walk the rest of the way there and the rest of the way back. On the way back, I encountered to shirtless boys walking on the other side of the street. One boy throws a gravel stone at me.
"Why did you do that? It was very un-kind."
Older boy: "He just rolls that way"
I'm then pelted by stones until I'm out of throwing range.
None of them actually hit me, but damn!
I thought you had to commit adultery for something like that.
Who throws rocks at people for fun?!!

I'm super glad I'm getting out of this town