i'm afraid of americans, i'm afraid of the world

I feel like I am burdened by other people's paranoia sometimes. Maybe it's because I live at home with some conservative family members (my mom's pretty chilled though). For example, my grandma tells me almost every weekend when I work late to always look for people who are hiding in the alley when I come home. If somebody is waiting there, she tells me to drive the car to the front and call the house so somebody can open the door for me. She's basically said this to me every time I go out ever since I started driving when I was 16, that's five years of the same thing everytime I go out. Imagine.

Then my dad keeps saying how Whyte Ave is so dangerous. I work on Whyte, so I am there all the time. There are some fucktards that make trouble, but the perceived risk is definitely greater than the real risk.

I know how to give my dad some peace of mind, though. He just has to buy me a small, concealable weapon. I prefer the longbow.