All across town, similar situations are undoubtedly playing out as I type. I've already been engaged in numerous workplace conversations on the events that occurred in Downtown Los Angeles last night. It goes a little something like this:
11:09:37 AM: Derrick: enjoy the game?
11:09:45 AM: shannon: f* you
11:09:54 AM: Derrick: big hugs!
11:10:00 AM: shannon: bye bye
11:10:55 AM: Derrick: Mr Bryant, can you identify the man that stole your ring?
11:11:48 AM: shannon: ok, now that was funny. you need to forward that to XXXX...he apparently has ice and bandages for all of us because according to him "that must have hurt"
11:12:29 AM: Derrick: Haaaa
11:12:37 AM: Derrick: nice