In a follow up, the officer of the law definitely has his eye on me. I’ve passed by him twice now – he’s been hiding next to the volleyball court again. And he’s staring me down when I pass by.
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In another follow up, I didn’t really think much of the robbing/mugging at the time, I survived, and let it pass. About six or seven years later, I realized how much it freaked me out. I went to a drive through ATM over off San Felipe and as I was getting my card back, something flashed out of the corner of my eye. It was totally something peripheral, but I flung my wallet to the floor (or so I thought) and then sped away. My heart was racing, I was freaking out.
A week or so later, I got my wallet back in the mail. I guess in my panic, I threw it out the window! Of course, there wasn’t any cash in it (hence the need to go to the ATM) but I did get my license back. Which was nice. And also probably the cause of getting it mailed back to begin with.
