

Nearly 20 years ago, first year of uni, living on my own in a big city.
I was riding a metro back home, messaging my then gf, when some dude grabbed and pocketed my phone. He had a friend with him. I asked him politely to give it back to me, he told me to go fuck my mum, so I started swinging.
I landed a few punches to each one before they started kicking me into a corner. They stopped and jumped out the metro at the next station and I did not dare give chase.
There were a few people in the metro who had seen everything, and no one had come to my help. In the heat of the moment, I may or may not have shouted a bunch of abuse at them which was very stupid and I regret.






I was diplomatically explaining to an older family member just the other day that the top “result” in Google now is a bloody AI summary, and to not trust it, especially for medical advice after they’d sent us a worrying screenshot of it…
I can’t wait for the next conversation.