the freaks come out at nite
sunday night i was working midnight shift at kinkos, and this guy comes in talking to himself. i thought he had one of those ear phone things...nope just talking to himself. he gets a pepsi and sits down in the computer area (ok its 3am and there are other people there also) and just keeps talkin to himself. at one point i guess he went into the bathroom and one of the other customers walks in on him cuz he didnt look the door, and all he did was mumble something at him all loud. he goes back sits down and talks to himself a lil more.
gets up like hes goin to the bathroom again, but stops right before the people that where sitting by the computers and lays down on the ground and tries to sleep right there. i walk over and was like YO! Fool you need to wake up and leave. he mumbles again gets up and sits back in the chair, i told him again that he had to leave, he mumbles but im tired.
what a nite that was, the whole time im griping my brass knuckles cuz he always had one hand in his pocket. and he was like 2-3 times my size.
gets up like hes goin to the bathroom again, but stops right before the people that where sitting by the computers and lays down on the ground and tries to sleep right there. i walk over and was like YO! Fool you need to wake up and leave. he mumbles again gets up and sits back in the chair, i told him again that he had to leave, he mumbles but im tired.
what a nite that was, the whole time im griping my brass knuckles cuz he always had one hand in his pocket. and he was like 2-3 times my size.