Mar 16, 2006 23:42
Lucky for me, there is a gas station that stays open late pretty near to my house. This I had forgotten until about an hour ago when it became apparent that I will not make it through an entire night with no cigarettes. Unlucky for me, I am a girl. Though my neighborhood is in no way as bad as some, it's not great. Since I live right near the junction of University and San Pablo, there are a fair amount of thuggish assholes that wander the streets at night. After a few run ins with such types, I had sworn off walking around on my own at night.
....until an hour ago when it became apparent that I will not make it through the night with no cigarettes....
so I caved, and headed out into the dark.
When I got to my gas station, there was a car parked out front with maybe 8 or 9 guys smoking weed and blasting Mac Dre. As soon as I got within sight, they started the usual "Damn, lil ma!" and "Oh shit! Get down with the rocker chick!" type crap. Once I was within touching distance, alllllll of them made their own attempt at grabbing my arm to get my attention. So I go in the station and allllll of them come in too, each one spitting their respective game. Tonight was a better night than some, and most of them fucked off when I asked them to do so. One guy didn't want to give up though, insisting that if I spent just one night with him I'd be a "changed woman". Our conversation went about like this:
Him: "Come on girl, gimmie a number"
Me: "13"
Him: "Oh, you got jokes?"
Me: "Tons"
Him: "I like that. You're one of them fighter type chicks, huh?"
Me: "It looks that way"
Him: "You don't wanna fight this, baby girl. I'm a lover."
Me: "I bet"
Him: "You gimmie one night. Spend one night with me, and you'll be a changed woman."
Me: "And why would I want to change?"
Him: "Because you got that spark, girl. Me and you, we could make something crazy. I'll take you places you never thought you could go"
Me: "Would you take me to Disneyland?"
Him: "Wit da jokes again. Look, if I give you my number, would you call me?"
Me: "Honestly, no. I doubt that I would."
Him: "I can respect that, 'least you bein' honest. You got somethin' girl. Somethin' else."
Then we shook hands, he winked at me, I payed for my cigarettes and left. I walked away to a serenade of cat calls from the remaining boys over the chorus of "Thizz Dance".