Feb 01, 2007 23:39
the bus stop is in front of this seedy-as-fuck liquor store
and incidentally there's no physical bus stop. so I'm just pacing up and down behind some hedges separating the parking lot from the street. and am waiting, waiting for someone to pull over and ask "how much?"
Monday, this guy fell out of his truck and staggered over to some nearby houses and started screaming HELLO on their front porches, then ran back to his car and asked if I knew who lived there, because he had a warrant for their arrest. he pulled to the other side of the parking lot, and yelled "ma'am," then having my attention, something slurred and incoherent, ending in "speed dealers and pornography."