Please tell the truth. Once in a while, you really want to tell someone describing at a high lung level the date they had last night with a perverted zombie to just belt up. Or at least to make his or her cell phone call a little more intimate.
Well, a woman standing in line at a Brooklyn bodega found Berta Rakhmamimov's cell-phone conversation a little too piercing.
And she allegedly wound up attacked by Rakhmamimov's fists, coffee and, naturally, stiletto heels.
For those of you fond of a blow-by-blow account of fisticuffs, police said that Rahkmamimov first … Read more