I almost forgot
I accidentally took a key home with me
from work last friday, so I had it all weekend and I figured I would
take it back on Monday evening. I was in a hurry that morning so I
accidentally left it on the chest of drawers in my room. So I text
emilie and ask her if she will take the key with her to class and I
will pick up the key from her at her class before I go in to work at 6.
So I get to richland and I am looking for emilie's class when this kid,
he looks like he's about 15 or 16 could be half black half white,
braces, i dont know just a regular kid, but not really old enough for
community college....anyway he starts talking to me as I am walking
by....just says...hey what kind of jeans are those? so i am a fairly
personable and pleasant enough guy so I say....uh....im not really
sure, I think they are Gap.
(ok in retrospect this was mistake
one...answering him....I know its rude, but I should have just ignored
him)
So he starts asking me about my jeans, what kind I like, how many
pairs do I have, what color I normally buy, what size I wear, zipper or
button fly, have I ever thought about levi's, so I answer them all, I
even tell him, that I recently gave a bunch a way, and he starts asking
if I want to give any more away....this goes on for like two or three
minutes before he says, Well the reason I'm asking is cuz I want to
sell some levi's but they're....(some size too big for me) do you want
to buy em? So i think this is my out...no thanks I still have too many.
ok bye. and I find emilies class (where incidentally she cannot be
distracted from her bunsen burner and cultures and erhlenmeyer flasks, she is like joe dimaggio eatin donuts and drinkin
coffee....FOCUSED)
But no, here comes little yellow bus...and he asks if he can use my
phone, and explains that his phone only dials 911 ok cool, sure here
you go. So he calls someone to pick him up, ok great (I'm still trying
to get emilie's attention) Then he starts talking about the jeans
again. I should buy button fly cause they offer more ventilation you
know where you want it...ok at first I was being cordial and now he's
just creeping me out...I should buy levi's cause they have button fly
and I would look better in them....blah blah blahh ....creepy creepy
creepy...I say no most of the jeans I buy now are second hand so i
usually buy what fits then he says well hey can I have your phone
number and I'll call you and we can talk about the jeans im selling (ok
keep in mind at no time was any of what he was saying seeming like he
was hitting on me, it was just like he was just wierd. so i gave him
some number, of course later i thought about caller id from
the call he made from my phone...but he hasnt called whew!)...oh ok
bye....so I am done.
No sadly I'm not.
He comes back again and says, well the real reason
i was askin was cuz I was wondering if you could buy me some jeans and
then I could like pay you back.
WHAT THE HELL?!? Do I know you? Do I
look like I can afford to just buy random people jeans? (on the inside)
on the outside it was more like, uh, yeah I am a student and I work two
jobs and I have bills to pay and I just can't go around buying random
people jeans. He says oh ok bye. So that was it. I dont even think he
was selling a pair of jeans he just wanted to know if I would buy him
some jeans. I feel bad cause what if he's you know LD or whatever,
thats my job to deal with folks like him and I was all freaked
out
anyway thats the story about the freak at richland....there are
some freaks out there....
