Life is full of clichés, like you never forget your first ______. Well one first you never forget is your first robbery. Not the first time you commit robbery mind you, although that is probably very memorable, but rather the first time you are robbed at gun point.

So now you are thinking to yourself "Carl, you are making stuff up again. You weren't robbed!" And normally you would be right, I am highly skilled at making up B.S. stories. However this one is not fiction in any way shape or form. Two days ago I went to dinner with a friend and the restaurant was robbed by three gunmen who emptied all of the registers and the wallets of all of the patrons.

I myself thought that it was a joke. This kind of stuff only happens in movies like Pulp Fiction, or so I thought. Truthfully it wasn't all that scary. I was calm and collected. I lost more money at Mr. Cecil's than I did in Las Vegas, but it makes for a good story I suppose. Besides, I went bowling afterwards with some good friends .

No night could be more memorable than having dinner with a good friend, getting robbed, going bowling then smoking some hookah, and finally driving home in the rain.