Look out! He's got a knife!

Random attack!

And I thought my day was going badly BEFORE I left work!

So there I was, two or three minutes' walk from home, thinking to myself "Gee, I didn't do a very good job of pying tribute to David Lange, I'm gonna write something better when I get home," when I walked past four lads going in the other direction. One split off from the others and started following me, making fake-ass sorta boxing moves and going, "Come on!"

Suddely I realised that the other three were right there as well, and the next thing I knew four guys were punching me in the head for no reason at all. All I could think was, "Holy fuck, I hope they don't steal/break my ipod!" which still strikes me as the last thing I should have been concerned about.

Then they stopped, turned, and walked casually away. (I meanwhile was walking in the other direction, a little quicker, thinking "Ow that hurt" and "What the fuck was that for?" and "Holy shit I better get out of here!" One of them yelled, "Get him on the ground!" I spun around, expecting further attacks, but they were already gone.

My lovely headphones ended up smashed to pieces - they still work sound-wise, but they're not going to fit onto my head again. One of my eyes is black, my jaw is FUCKEN sore due to a lump on the side of my face, and I feel slightly ashamed that I didn't even manage to throw a single punch. Otherwise I'm fine.

I think this is the first time anyone's thrown a serious punch at me in over a decade, never mind four guys all at once. It's all very exciting.

All I know for sure is:
1/ I'm never working late again, and
2/ the tribute to David is going to have to wait another day. Sorry big guy.