(Scene: Kellie and I are getting off the el earlier tonight. After leaving the train it starts pulling out of the station. I'm walking right next to it, and as it passes me a guy leans out the very last window and clubs me with a plastic pop bottle.)
Me: (shocked) What?!
Kel: What just happened?
Me: Did he just hit with me a bottle?
Kel: (laughing) Is that what happened?
Me: I mean, what kind of a person does that?!
Kel: A gangsta?