Aug 23, 2005 16:36
Joe stopped by the apartment yesterday while I was at work. Leon and Sam were there, and when Leon answered the door, he more or less told Joe off. Leon then called me at work to let me know what had happened but I didn't get the details until I talked to...Joe. He was at the BART station when I was getting back to Berkeley from work.
And even though Leon had warned me, I felt completely unprepared to face him. I just made up a lot of (legitimate) excuses to explain why I was not going to get on BART and accompany him to Target. He insisted and tried to pull me by the arm.
He told me that Leon "was very bad to [him]" and that it made him feel ashamed. Leon had told him off about hitting on me and Joe once again tried to dismiss his actions like they weren't serious and he obviously didn't deserve to be treated that way by Leon.
I'd be lying if I said that I didn't feel sorry for him. He's really not unlike the homeless people that I regularly see on the streets of Berkeley. He doesn't have a home, he doesn't have friends, and he's completely reliant on the kindness of others.
But I also know that isn't my damn fault, and he should try to get a job instead of mooching off of everyone. He needs to take responsibility for his actions and not try to get people to pity him. I know his situation well enough to know that he is intelligent and capable, but he's choosing to work on his demo tape while some poor mission family in Florida pays his bills.
Anyway, I'm a bit worried that Leon and I have set up the good cop/bad cop dichotomy where Joe thinks that Leon doesn't like him but he can seek some sort of refuge with me. It ain't gonna happen, buddy. I may listen to your sob story in the crowded BART station, but it won't go any further.
(And yes, I know I said I'd just act like a crazy person but you should know by now that I am all talk.)
weirdness,
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