Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Pocket Dialer




In and around this hole:
3 quick quips.

Got a phone call the other night from some number that I didnt recognize..no V/M so I called it...had a 2 minute phone convo about nothing trying to find out if they wanted me..it ended with the girl "Kim" asking me if I had any Crack.

Was walking thru the store the other day and I noticed a girl staring intensley at the shelves, as if she was debating on something but she just kept staring...she had 2 items in her cart, a potato masher and hot dog relish, I just had to ask her if she had completed the shopping list she was holding, she laughed nervously and said "no". I saw her 30 minutes later, she had added a 3 pack of bungee cords to the other 2 items in her basket.

I was called a "regular" today...I was at a store I frequent..and I was called a "regular"...I didn't care for that comment, cause I didnt take it like eveyone else would have....You can do the math.

At 6:33 PM, Blogger honeykbee said...

I, too, once had a similar experience. Not the crack story (don't be a wisenheimer), the "regular" story. It left me quite unsettled as well.

 
At 4:12 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm known as a regular at the crack house down the block. Oddly, I have no problem with this. It does annoy me, however, that I have no phone.

 

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