Is there a sale on crack somewhere today?
I swear, the homeless people in my neighborhood were fucking crazy today. I saw a woman doing the deuce behind a guy in a wheelchair in front of the federal building. Literally, 8pm, and a taking a dump behind a homeless guy.
Then half a block up, this huge fat woman in a wheelchair was doing some sort of narcotic in an old shoebox.
Then on my way home, they really weren't screwing around. They usually ask (barely mumble) for a quarter which is easily ignored. This dude asked me for FOUR DOLLARS! And was following me around, asking me if I was sure.. was I being honest with him.. was I holding out on him? What the hell. I don't know you. I don't owe you a damn thing.
Then in line for Carl's Jr (shoot me, I was drunk and in the mood for a greasy burger), this guy has the balls to ask me to buy him a small hamburger. The guy working there noticed this exchange, and said something along the lines of "I've been working here for nine years, it never changes around here". Okay, so WOW, nine mf'ing years working at Carl's Jr in the ghetto is a hard existence. But it's REALLY got to chafe your ass to see people coming in there every five minutes of every day expecting something for nothing while you bust hump for $7 an hour.
On a happy note, my drunken jalepeno burger with waffle fries was delicious :)

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