While I was on the bus on my way to work this morning, this guy maybe in his late twenties comes on and, despite that there were plenty of available seats, decides to sit down next to me. He then proceeds to tell me all about how someone tried to kill him not too long ago. He had this great big scar running across his throat and down to his ( Read more... )

Weird enough that I spent my Saturday somehow attracting every freak and drunk near by to come over and talk to me endlessly, it just happened again. I'm out grocery shopping when this guy comes up at me out of nowhere, fucking wreaks of booze, carrying a big plastic cup full of what he later told me was vodka. Shakes my hand, tells me his name, he ( Read more... )