May 13, 2003 00:29
So today Sean came over to lend me hi smini disc player, since mine wont fucking record anymore. I dont know why...
But as usual, we bullshit around and he hit me in the eye with a pillow, and I hit him back like three times in the eye with a pillow, slapped him with towels about 20 times, and got him in the lip once, and punched him in the face with a pillow and pushed his nose in hahaha.
So finally we decide to go ride, and he wanted to ride street today so I followed him around and took him to some spots he didnt know of. Then after we leave the brooklyn banks, we go up to the chinatown banks and see Wormz, Tyrone, Grimaldo, Aaron, and Rob Dolecki.
Im hungry so we go get some chinese food and ice cream. I got duck lo mein. Damn...its so much better then beef lo mein. And it was huge...all for just $4.50.
So then we ride up to Union, and hang out for a while, and decide to leave. We ride up Park Avenue. When we get to the midtown tunnel, its either take the tunnel, or take a detour around grand central station which take like 5 minutes more. So, we always ride through the tunnel to save time. Its not really a tunnel either, its just an elevated road that goes around this hotel and around grand central station, but part of it is covered like a tunnel.
So the first part of the tunnel is a long road, leading to a 90 degree turn. Speed limit is 15mph. I hear this cab speeding up far behind us, and we get in the middle of the road to make him slow down, so we can get around the corner first, since we were really close to it.
The asshole cabbie speeds up, goes across the yellow line into on coming traffic lane where he can get hit pretty easily since hes coming up to the 90 degree corner, and he speeds around the corner infront of Sean, and HE HITS SEAN! Sean goes down, but got up fast, so I fuckin crank like fuck and try to catch up to the asshole, since he didnt stop and obviously knew he hit Sean. I follow him to the next red light, and tell him to pull over at the corner.
He gives me bullshit about how he says he stopped to let someone out at the hotel in the middle of the tunnel(which you can do), but I fucking followed him. There was no cabs stopped at the hotel. I follow him the whole time. And he telling me he was stopped at the hotel. I dont think so.
I proceed to make him look like an asshole, and he pulls out this log sheet of drop offs that cabbies keep, and tells me "look i wrote down the dropoff on here". The asshole wrote it down while I was looking at him. Such bullshit.
Step three, Sean pulls up and stands infront of him so that he cant leave. I go around to the back pasenger side and inspect the cab. Seans hand print is on there. So are some marks from the car hitting Seans bike. Keep in mind, cabs are dirty in this city, and are easy to see hand prints on if you touch them. Also keep in mine nobody touches the rear quarter panels. Just the trunk lid and the doors and shit.
He tries to tell me "oh people touch the cab all the time". Well, not in this spot. And in fact, my friend touched it when you hit him, because his fresh hand print is there.
So yadda yadda yadda, he asks me what Im gonna do about it, and Im like what the fuck do you care? Youll find out later. Then he keeps complaining, and Sean and I decide to ride away. The guy didnt even try to drive past us, he waited for us to ride away, and go around the next corner after we passed it. Good thing he did, cuz we stopped and talked to some cops about a block or two away.
Im not a fucking stupid american. So dont treat me like one. Just because Im a kid riding a bike, doesnt mean you can lie to me. What the fuck is wrong with people not being able to take responsibility for their actions? Maybe not having their fucking green cards has somthing to do with it.
Ive been in a bad mood the last two days, and this motherfucker hadit coming to him. But I left before he really started to piss me off.