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It was a weird weekend....well, friday night and sunday were weird, saturday was fine.

I should have seen it coming though....friday, on my homeward bound walk to the train from the office, a lady passed me, older, white, dressed casually and looking absolutely nothing like a crazy homeless person...

I had the iPod going, so of course, when she spoke, all I saw was her lips moving and heard Chimaira, so removing one of my ear buds, I looked at her quizzically and said, "Pardon me?" as I am wont to do when perfect strangers speak to me for no reason.

"Are you getting ready?" she asked, all smiles.

"Ready for what exactly?" I replied.

She just walked away, in the opposite direction from which I was going, and as I stared dumbfounded in her wake, she began yelling...

...and pointing back in my direction....

"Nigger's getting ready! Nigger's getting ready!"

I swear I am a magnet for mental defectives.