Imagine my shock as I’m leaving a stellar set courtesy of mr. Mark Ronson, I see two giant police officers. I breeze by them only to have my arm yanked by security, next police are asking if I am who I am! Wtf. My car was robbed and they caught the thief. WTF! This is Not happening, not. at. all. They put me in the back of their locked vehicle for safe keeping but my head is feeling more like I’m in one of those weird conspiracy movies where there gonna book me for God only knows what. Fuck I hate cops. So they have my purse, but do I get it back? No it is evidence. Cops can be nice guys, but they can also be dicks, pigs, and ignorant assholes. You guys, I’ve been tainted. I don’t admire the shiny badge, I abhor it. Oof. Still no purse.