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Mom and John are watching collateral...and I'm half listening. It has porno music o_O
Shopping at the food store was fun. I saw william. He was buying some big, long, heavy thing. I got stuff for mom's chili and some fruit. And a coconut.
now, we all like coconut. it has a happy, lightly sweet taste. it's plesently crunchy and wet, but not icky or slimy.
ROTTEN coconut is one of the most vile tasting and smelling substances ever. when the store waits too long to sell you one, it starts rotting from the outside in. so there's a thin layre of rotten on the outside of the fruit (near the shell). it's bitter and vile and absolutely unbearable. I'd compare a large quantity of that smell to a similar quantity of vomit. so after opening the coconut, I had to pull hunks of fruit out and take a potato peeler to them to get the rotten off. fun! but now I have a fully eatable coconut! fwa ha ha. [and I'm not hungry]
So, I was walking around outside at the metro. A [black] guy [who smelled like smoke and had bloodshot eyes] stopped me and started telling me about how he was stranded. He wanted me to drive him to manassas. I said I couldn't, but I'd give him money for a phone call. He told me that his family lived in DC and MD. I said 'that's not so far'. He said that he didn't have any friends and his family didn't like him. He either wanted me to drive him home, or to centerville, or give him $18 for a cab. I gave him $4 and said good luck.
What should I have done? He smelled like cigarettes. MAYBE you should stop wasting your money on your drugs [niccotine/ethanol] and save it to make something of yourself. He apparently had no money at home, so he couldn't afford a cab. Now, of course he could have [and probably was] lying. But, suppose he wasn't? It's pretty hard to convince people to be nice to you if you look really distrustworthy? Argh. I think that I chose the response that was appropriate for me, but I still wish there was a more set group of standards for these things. What do you think?
Shopping at the food store was fun. I saw william. He was buying some big, long, heavy thing. I got stuff for mom's chili and some fruit. And a coconut.
now, we all like coconut. it has a happy, lightly sweet taste. it's plesently crunchy and wet, but not icky or slimy.
ROTTEN coconut is one of the most vile tasting and smelling substances ever. when the store waits too long to sell you one, it starts rotting from the outside in. so there's a thin layre of rotten on the outside of the fruit (near the shell). it's bitter and vile and absolutely unbearable. I'd compare a large quantity of that smell to a similar quantity of vomit. so after opening the coconut, I had to pull hunks of fruit out and take a potato peeler to them to get the rotten off. fun! but now I have a fully eatable coconut! fwa ha ha. [and I'm not hungry]
So, I was walking around outside at the metro. A [black] guy [who smelled like smoke and had bloodshot eyes] stopped me and started telling me about how he was stranded. He wanted me to drive him to manassas. I said I couldn't, but I'd give him money for a phone call. He told me that his family lived in DC and MD. I said 'that's not so far'. He said that he didn't have any friends and his family didn't like him. He either wanted me to drive him home, or to centerville, or give him $18 for a cab. I gave him $4 and said good luck.
What should I have done? He smelled like cigarettes. MAYBE you should stop wasting your money on your drugs [niccotine/ethanol] and save it to make something of yourself. He apparently had no money at home, so he couldn't afford a cab. Now, of course he could have [and probably was] lying. But, suppose he wasn't? It's pretty hard to convince people to be nice to you if you look really distrustworthy? Argh. I think that I chose the response that was appropriate for me, but I still wish there was a more set group of standards for these things. What do you think?