What the hell, Toronto?

I was really excited to visit my brother this weekend. For the first time in my (recent) life, I was looking forward to coming to Toronto. (Cue general dismay about past life at York University.) Five minutes after I arrive at Union Station, a respectable looking man comes up to me asking for 35 cents so that he can get home. I lend him the money and he promises me good karma. Ok, sure.

Only 10 minutes later, William and I are getting off the subway and, as passenger rushed into the car, HE KICKED ME.

1 comment:

dRok said...

aww...friggin guy. I hope you had a good weekend other than this incident!!! When are you back again? July?