I had dinner last night with a couple whom I’ve been friends with for years. During dinner, they recounted a story about a girl they’re friends with. I can’t remember her name, but she described this girl as tough and hardcore, he rolled his and said, "she's only a buck ten at best."

One night,not too long ago, this girl was out in Mt. Vernon with her boyfriend. Since they live together, she didn’t take her keys or her wallet with her. Something was said that night that infuriated her, and after a huge screaming match, she stormed out of the bar.

After walking around Mt. Vernon for a half hour to calm herself down, she stepped into a liquor store and spent what little cash she did have on a pint of vodka and a pack of cigarettes. She left the store and started to walk back their apartment, still angry but hoping he was home because she didn’t have any other way of getting in.

A few blocks down the street, a car pulled up to her, a man stepped out, stuck a gun in her face and demanded that she give him all her money.

Pissed, she defiantly told him, “Look, I don’t have any money. All I have is this bottle of vodka and a pack of cigarettes. You can have them if you want them.”

“Come on,” the man said to her, “you’ve got to have some money.”

“Look, I told you, I don’t even have my wallet on me. I don’t have a fucking dime. All I have is this vodka and these cigarettes. You can have them, but this is all I fucking have.”

He looked at her, lowered his gun and said, “All I want is enough money to buy a pack of cigarettes.”

“I’m giving you a pack of cigarettes!” she replied.

“But they’re not my brand ... whatever; just give me two cigarettes.”

She opened the pack, pulled out two cigarettes and handed them to him. He casually took the cigarettes, turned around and returned to his car.

Smokeless and Vodkaless, she stormed back to her apartment, reeling at what had to have been one of the worst nights of her life.

When she got to her apartment, the light was on, and she pounded on the door until her boyfriend came. He opened the door, she looked into his eyes, withered, ran into his arms and sobbed like a four year old.

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