Seriously. Seriously? Seriously.

So we all know that Oakland, CA is not the safest town around. Because of this, my private women's college sequestered away in the heart of the überghetto provides us ladies with free transportation to a BART station (for those of you not from NorCal, it's like the subway of the bay area) and to Berkeley. Today, just to de-stress, a friend and I planned a fun little excursion into Berkeley to watch a movie. 

Now, the route the shuttle takes and the BART station it stops at are chosen specifically for their safeness.  This is why today's surprise attack was so shocking, since it happened in Rockridge, a nicer, more affluent Oakland neighborhood. Let me explain:

The shuttle was driving along a side street near College Ave when suddenly there was a loud, violent, jarring noise, like a giant balloon popping. At first I thought the sound came from my friend, who was seated next to me by the window. I looked over and was shocked to see that the entire window was cracked into a bajillion pieces stretching outward from a small hole:

It was about this time that my friend and I realized that we were covered in tiny pieces of glass, especially her. Someone, I believe it was the driver, asked, "What happened?" Overcoming the immediate shock, my friend looked down at her lap to find a small rock.  "I think it was this rock, somebody must have thrown it..."

The driver pulled up to the bus stop and got out to examine from the outside while we relocated and dusted each other off, both feeling very fortunate that the entire window didn't crash down on us.  We spent the rest of the ride in the front, away from the back row which still had glass shards all over it.  A friend of ours got on the shuttle to take it back to campus, and reported that halfway home, a big section of glass fell out.

So much for our relaxing evening excursion...while we both knew that everything was fine, we were both more shaken than we expected. What we realized was that for the rock to have not just hit the window, but gone all the way through, it had to have been thrown with a great deal of force. I guess we'll never know why or how it happened. At least the movie was cute and we had a nice time for the rest of the evening.

But seriously, who throws a rock at the shuttle for a women's college? In Rockridge? Seriously?