Not a good day

So, I had rocks thrown at me today. And other things I don't want to think about, but mostly rocks.

At lunch a couple of us headed off to the main RedX station to pick up some supplies and some guys tried to jump us about halfway there. Tasha zapped them a bit and I think Jesse and I really freaked them out so we didn't get hurt much before they ran off, but y'know. Rocks. Thrown at our heads.

I know they're scared, but what is wrong with people?