Dissapearing Act 9-16c.1.6.3
Today was a fun, oh so very fun day.
It consisted mainly of me sitting down and occasionally getting up to get water or smoke a ciggarete.
As well as, Patiently waiting on the call backs of a handful of people.
So I sat and sat and sat some more.
The hours ticked by and my phone laid dead still..
I checked my voicemail hourly to see if by some freak chance someone had called and wasn't able to get through due to metro PCS's Wonderous network of communication.
Found out my friend chris was relayed that I was fucking with him last night by Mike Apponte.
Then I had remembered my friend's band was playing a battle of the bands show @ The Roxy.
I also remembered it costing 15 dollars I didn't have.
Asked my mom if she could spot me the money, and after a long discussion as to why I needed to go she had finally agreed.
However I was to wait several hours for her to return with the money,
for the family was going out to eat and she "had no cash".
So I caught a movie on HBO "Kingdom of heaven" sat and watched it intently waiting for the parentals to return.
A good two and a half hours pass and they return home.
By this time it was 10:45pm and my mom wanted me to help her bring in the new tub for my bathroom... as well as clean up the bathroom etc. before I was to go anywhere.
Finished the chores at around 11:30 pm
Somehow I missed a bunch of IMs offering a ride to the show...was too late by the time I had read them.
So I finally gave up on going to The roxy.
Gave everyone that was supposed to give Me a call, a call back.
After all my possible plans of recreation were concluded with failure I decided it'd be a great time to go get some ciggaretes.
A cop pulls up next to me I.D's me & asks in what apartment complex I live in while I was on my way to the gas station.
At that point I was just getting off the phone with my last option.
They were headed to a place that isn't an option for me..
Arrived at the entrance to the gas station to hear loud Rap music playing.
People who know me, Know that I'm almost always holding my pants up.
Apparently paul wall thought I was 'trying' him and decided to harass me.
Telling me that his house got robbed by some little git like me, Reassuring me that this wasn't a game
and he wasn't playing.That he wasn't going to beat me up, that he was going to shoot holes through me.
I could smell the beer seeping through his teeth as he got closer to me.
All the while, I was next in line and the clerk is looking at me with an unsure look on his face like this man had been here for awhile. After hearing this wasn't a game for the 15th time, Jerry decided to point out and say "If this isn't a game then why are you smiling as you speak?"
The man lost whatever composure he had, turned red in the face and asked what I meant by smiling. Exclaiming repedatively "Do I look I'm smiling to you?!" as well as confirming the bulge in his pants was in fact a firearm.
All the while I'm wondering where the cops that stopped me on the way here were at.
The clerk behind the counter yelled at the man that he was calling the cops in spanish.
The man looked around frantically and took off in his Black Monte carlo with fake spinners.
But not before warning me that if he saw me again I was going to lose my virginity...to him.
So after that whole ordeal I finally found out they didn't have a buy 1 get 1 free special on ciggaretes.
Turned around and headed home to see three patrol cars pass by with their sirens on.
I get into my apartment complex parking lot to find the same 3 patrol cars..They get on the P.A and tell me to put my hands on my head and not to move.
I comply.
Two of the cops nearly tackled me to the ground.
After searching me they declared that they were very sorry but they had the wrong person.
They got a call about a guy with a gun at the shell gas station...Irony.
Are you ready for it?
One of the three cops that stopped and searched me in my complex was the same cop that had stopped and I.d.ed me on the way to the fucking gas station Moments before.Irony again.
As for the Subject people will be seeing a lot less of me.
Something tells me, Part of me wanted to die tonight.
-Gio
It consisted mainly of me sitting down and occasionally getting up to get water or smoke a ciggarete.
As well as, Patiently waiting on the call backs of a handful of people.
So I sat and sat and sat some more.
The hours ticked by and my phone laid dead still..
I checked my voicemail hourly to see if by some freak chance someone had called and wasn't able to get through due to metro PCS's Wonderous network of communication.
Found out my friend chris was relayed that I was fucking with him last night by Mike Apponte.
Then I had remembered my friend's band was playing a battle of the bands show @ The Roxy.
I also remembered it costing 15 dollars I didn't have.
Asked my mom if she could spot me the money, and after a long discussion as to why I needed to go she had finally agreed.
However I was to wait several hours for her to return with the money,
for the family was going out to eat and she "had no cash".
So I caught a movie on HBO "Kingdom of heaven" sat and watched it intently waiting for the parentals to return.
A good two and a half hours pass and they return home.
By this time it was 10:45pm and my mom wanted me to help her bring in the new tub for my bathroom... as well as clean up the bathroom etc. before I was to go anywhere.
Finished the chores at around 11:30 pm
Somehow I missed a bunch of IMs offering a ride to the show...was too late by the time I had read them.
So I finally gave up on going to The roxy.
Gave everyone that was supposed to give Me a call, a call back.
After all my possible plans of recreation were concluded with failure I decided it'd be a great time to go get some ciggaretes.
A cop pulls up next to me I.D's me & asks in what apartment complex I live in while I was on my way to the gas station.
At that point I was just getting off the phone with my last option.
They were headed to a place that isn't an option for me..
Arrived at the entrance to the gas station to hear loud Rap music playing.
People who know me, Know that I'm almost always holding my pants up.
Apparently paul wall thought I was 'trying' him and decided to harass me.
Telling me that his house got robbed by some little git like me, Reassuring me that this wasn't a game
and he wasn't playing.That he wasn't going to beat me up, that he was going to shoot holes through me.
I could smell the beer seeping through his teeth as he got closer to me.
All the while, I was next in line and the clerk is looking at me with an unsure look on his face like this man had been here for awhile. After hearing this wasn't a game for the 15th time, Jerry decided to point out and say "If this isn't a game then why are you smiling as you speak?"
The man lost whatever composure he had, turned red in the face and asked what I meant by smiling. Exclaiming repedatively "Do I look I'm smiling to you?!" as well as confirming the bulge in his pants was in fact a firearm.
All the while I'm wondering where the cops that stopped me on the way here were at.
The clerk behind the counter yelled at the man that he was calling the cops in spanish.
The man looked around frantically and took off in his Black Monte carlo with fake spinners.
But not before warning me that if he saw me again I was going to lose my virginity...to him.
So after that whole ordeal I finally found out they didn't have a buy 1 get 1 free special on ciggaretes.
Turned around and headed home to see three patrol cars pass by with their sirens on.
I get into my apartment complex parking lot to find the same 3 patrol cars..They get on the P.A and tell me to put my hands on my head and not to move.
I comply.
Two of the cops nearly tackled me to the ground.
After searching me they declared that they were very sorry but they had the wrong person.
They got a call about a guy with a gun at the shell gas station...Irony.
Are you ready for it?
One of the three cops that stopped and searched me in my complex was the same cop that had stopped and I.d.ed me on the way to the fucking gas station Moments before.Irony again.
As for the Subject people will be seeing a lot less of me.
Something tells me, Part of me wanted to die tonight.
-Gio