A conversation today with a woman at my job:
Her: How long does it take for you to get home from work?
Me: I live downtown so it's just a 20-minute walk.
Her: What? You walk? Alone? In the dark? Downtown?
Me: Um...yeah.
Her:But isn't it deserted?
Me: Not at all. In fact, the streets are packed. I can barely walk across Broadway.
Her: *skeptical silence*
Me: No, really. Lots of people live downtown. Even when I was taking a class at UCLA and getting home at 10:30 on a Tuesday night, the streets were crowded with people walking their dogs.
Her:You really shouldn't take such crazy chances.
Me: *facepalm*
(Keep in mind that our office is in City West. I think this woman drives into the garage and doesn't leave the building until she gets back in her car to drive home)
Monday, January 12, 2009
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I have lived in Downtown for eight years now. I used to be like you...until I got mugged a few years ago just a few feet from my building -- a "safe" area, I thought. Now I never walk after dark.
Don't be too nonchalant.
WeezerMonkey's experience noted, I have to say that I've lived in all kinds of cities, and walked in them at all kinds of hours of the day or night, and - while I've felt wary - I've never felt unsafe. Dumb luck or street smarts? I don't know.
So sorry for WeezerMonkey's mugging.
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