wtf

i just got off the subway and came home.  As i woke up, there was an asian man sprinting into the next car.  Sometimes i take naps on the train.  This nap was too deep, usually i'm on my guard.  As the doors closed, two undercover police detectives asked me if i was alright and if he had taken anything from me.  He took nothing, but did cut a hole in my pants to gain access to my pocket which contained a metrocard (subwaypass) and $7 in bills.  I got off the train and came home quite rattled.  he got nothing, but he pissed off the undercovers, and slit a 4 inch gash across the thigh of my jeans.  I'm freakin scared.  it's 35 degrees and rainy. isn't that enough bad news?!?  I've been crying uncontrollably since i got home.  This isn't the first time this has happened.  Beware the recession.  may peace be with you, please...