You live in the city? Are you insane?

I absolutely hate the city!  I took Matt to work yesterday.  He works in Pittsburg.  I got lost coming back from his office.  I ended up on some ghettofied cobble stone street.  I actually ended up in the ghetto.  I was scared shitless.  I thought for sure that I was going to get shot.  Luckily I ended up where I was supposed to be.  People were flying past me, swerving in front of me, and just plain driving wrecklessly coming out of the Fort Pitt Tunnels.  Last night when I was driving back down there to pick him up I was driving the speed limit through the tunnels and all of a sudden a white van comes flying up behind me, riding my ass, beeping his horn, and flashing his lights at me.  People are nuts, they are horrible down there.  So he continues to follow me out of the tunnels and through the maze of roads that intertwines the city.  Finally I made it to Matt's office building.  I got there early and as I was sitting there people were walking all over the place.  One kid with red hair, and pasty skin comes walking around the corner talking to himself and waving his hand in the air.  As I saw more kids coming around the corner and I knew that the Art Institute had let out for the night and couldn't wait to see if these kids were just as, if not stranger than when I had went there.  To my surprise they weren't dressed half as bad as a couple of years ago.  One kid on a cell phone walked past my car talking so much slang that I literally couldn't understand what he was saying.  Finally I heard him say "hold on, my mom's beeping in."  I just scratched my head trying to figure out what had just happened.  A couple of minutes later two cleaning personel came down the stairs from the office.  One was carrying an old, dirty vacuum.  I watched as they walked to their cadillac and stuffed the vacuum in the back seat, then get in the font seats  As they sped off the back end of the car went down a little.  I couldn't help but laugh b/c the whole thing reminded me of some scene from a movie.  After that a little old man came walking past my car and spit on the sidewalk right beside my passenger door, then just looked at me like I was some alien from outerspace. 

I've been to the city a couple of times and this stuff isn't half as bad.  I can't help but wonder, does the city do something to people?  Does it alter their brains?  I know for sure that I will never live in the city.

Toodles!