BogusKun
Aug 30, 2004, 06:42 PM
Austin and DFW are very strange places...
Downtown you may find some the most "off" people ever.
Like bums. Persistant, very persistant.
I was walking around the school today, and as usual... a bum on a wheelchair asked me for money. I said, "here's a nickel, it's all I got".
So I walked toward the arcade, not knowing... another bum woman and her child with 2 other bums. So I tried walking behind them and the little poor african kid help up a sign that was horribly marked with "Please help me and my mother we are poor, and I'm hungry" so I told the kid "I have here 5 bucks for you, hold on a second". But his mother seems to be drinking a bottle of Diet Pepsi, and on top of that he didn't understand a word I said. So I decided to grab the quarter in my pocket and I told him that's all I have. The other guys next to the lady asked for more change... then I said, that's all I got. And I walked on.
I was just stepping into the arcades when annother lady bum stopped me and said... "Excuse me, I really need some money to get me something to eat..." and I looked across the street at the many students crossing the street my way and said... "all my money is on my credit card". So I apologized to her and went into the arcade and played about 20 minutes of DDR. I walk into the Eckerds next door to get me some bottled-water and THERE SHE WAS RIGHT THERE BUY 5 SNICKERS AND SOME GATORADE. Then I went to the bookstore and bought me 2 art books and then on my way back to MacDonalds.
But the poor people just kept coming... I ran into the same people then a crossdressing man who wanted a picture of me so I told him I was in a hurry to my next class and make it quick... so I posed with some girls and took off in the back alley... then I saw one of those schizophrenic guys by a trash can talking to the trash can. He kept opening and closing it and pretending like the trash can was talking to him. And he saw me and then he tried to play it off by jumping half-way inside.
I didn't really know what to think... but I just kept walking to MacDonalds. And bought me that number 2 with another Quarter Pounder/Cheese (OKAY I WAS HUNGRY!).
And another bum was sitting in front of the UPS store (which was closed)... and he asked for soemthing to eat so I was thinking of getting him some fries, but he was gone before I got to him, so I fed the crows around there, and another bum (a black guy) came up and begged but I told him I already spent my money, and right before he say "Excuse me" I threw my drink in the trash... http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_frown.gif
So I got on the bus so I can get to my car, so I could visit my grandmother in Dallas/Ft. Worth for the weekend, and on the way to my car, this wierd woman asked me 'if I had a big d*ck'... and I pretended like I didn't understand English with my Jackie Chan/Rush Hour impersonation, so she walked away...
Got to Dallas about 3 hours later... went into a gas station and ate at Wendy's and this black guy was moving by my table... (AND THIS IS TRUE SO FRINK AND SALADWOOD DON'T TAKE THIS THE WRONG WAY BUT...) I could tell he was homosexual; and indeed he was. The guy was as persisntant as a bum. He asked for my phone number. So I told him my phone doesn't work I use it as a phone book and a clock. And he was saying, that's ok... I'll give you mine then. And so he did... and all this while I left and he followed me to my car.
I was standing out by the entrance and he kept telling me things like:
Him: "Where you going? Stop walking so fast!"
Me : "I'm not! (I was only moving away because he lit up a Black N Mild)
Him: "I just wanted to talk to you, can I talk to you?"
Me : "I guess, what's up?"
Him: "You live around here?"
Me : "No, I'm visiting family"
Him: "Well, if you need a place to say, you can stay with me"
Me : "No thanks, I'm cool"
Him: "You looking for a job?"
Me : "Nope, I have a good job as a financial assistant"
Him: "Well, if you're ever thinking about getting a better job, my cousin can hook you up, he owns a cab company"
Me : "Thanks for your generosity, but I prefer not to drive for a job"
Him: "Well, you seem like a cool guy I like you, and I think we should be friends"
Me : "I'm not really looking for a friend right now, I got a wife"
Him: "Don't be like that, see all I'm trying to say is, I really like you"
Me : "Okay"
Him: "So you gonna call me tonight?"
(I dropped a bottle cap in which he picks up, so I decided to throw it back on the ground)
Me : "No, I can't, it's too late to call people and my grandma is wierd about letting people use her cell phone"
Him: "Well call me whenever you can, I really like to get to know you, I gotta catch this last bus before I miss it... by the way, My name is Tray what's yours?"
Me : "Umm it's 'Shigeru Miyamaoto'"
Him: "Oooh, that's a nice name is that spanish?"
Me : "Yes, something like that"
Him: "I like spanish guys, they're so cute."
Me : "I'm not spanish tho."
Him: "What are you? Mexican?"
Me : "I'll tell you later I have to get going"
Him: "You got a ride? Or are you walking?"
Me : "Actually I got a car (points at my daughter "Blaze" (MustangGT))
Him: "Damn, that's a nice car... maybe you can take me for a ride?"
Me : "I don't know what you mean by that but anyways, Isn't that the bus you need to catch?"
(The bus stops and drops people off)
Him: "Oh shit... gotta go, CALL ME!"
Me : (Laughs my ass off and quickly get in my car and take off)
The bus left him behind... he almost made it but, I saw him turn around and look all sad since I took off myself...
I knew he was homosexual and wanted some of me for the fact he had persistance and had a soft voice.
While I was downtown however... there was another bum walkin around on a limp leg. And claimed he needed money to eat... My father always told me poor people tend to spend money on reasons other than eating... whether it's drugs, alcohol, or cigarettes. So I told him I'll bring him back a apple pie from McDonalds across the street from me... I came back and he was gone... so I said to myself "he was probably gonna use the money on cigarettes anyway"...
And because of my light brown skin complexion... a solicitor walked up to me trying to sell some newspapers...
He spent 2 minutes of his time saying things like this:
(I had on my headphones and he walked up to me talking like I can hear him but I couldn't... so I took my headphones off)
Hey how ya doin' brotha? I'm just lettin ya know there some news on the media they don't let you know about black people... So look here... I got here some information on our newsletter that may be really useful to you. If your parents saw you readin this they might say OH YOU A SMART KID. (This man has no idea I'm my own man) So I took the paper and looked at it like... oh wow cool. And he told me it comes with a 1 dollar donation so I handed him 2 bucks and he told me he has the new issue which came with an extra dollar... so I felt a little pissed and handed it to him...
(One thing I learned about refusing to pay a demanding black man at night... give him the money... I got robbed at gunpoint twice by a group of black men while I was in Dallas as a kid... once for 20 dollars and a necklace, which is the reason I don't wear them anymore... and also 7 dollars on my 16th birthday while I was on my way to watch the first Pokemon movie in English... cuz I had nothing better to do... My dad told me it doesn't matter how tough you are... because I can fight, but even I can be shot and killed.)
After I paid him I told him I was Japanese-born, but the info he gave me may be useful... since I was bored and needed something to do like look for the subliminal messages in the papers (I was THAT bored). He insisted on me buying his cell phone products too but I told him... my friend overused my phone so it's useless now. Then, he walked away and tried to sell the paper to some black girls who were trying to dance by me. The girl who constantly stared at me knew I had a paper... I used my hands to say "Don't buy it... and flickered my fingers as if she knew she had to pay"... so they refused and he walked off... He kept trying and trying...
((Reminds me of this one time a black guy came up to me trying to sell... Magazines... he asked for a check. And I said my dad has some checks since he's in the military. So he tried his hardest to get me to go all the way home and get a check from him. OMFG THIS DUDE MUST BE CRAZY!!!... So I said NO! and told him "I only have cash on my credit card" and he said he'll walk to the ATM with me that was across the street... I told him, no thanks... I overused my card today... ya know? Went mall surfing! and told him... "Well I'm on my way to my friends house" and he asked me if I can get a check from my friend, and I told him "I don't think Vietnamese people believe in checks tho..." And he got all goofy and started getting me to give him money then I turned and said "Hey look! Some white people always have money ask them... I know them!" and they walked up by us and said Hi!!! and he started begging them to buy his magazines then... so I ran away only to find out this huge german shepard dog was following me for about 2 hours after that... so I took him home and fed him... and now he's with my dad!))
Aside from that magazine seller... everything pretty much happened on the same day... in fact that was my day for a weekend.
Yes... indeed... my encounters with the many bums, hookers, and scary people in this world... how about you?
Downtown you may find some the most "off" people ever.
Like bums. Persistant, very persistant.
I was walking around the school today, and as usual... a bum on a wheelchair asked me for money. I said, "here's a nickel, it's all I got".
So I walked toward the arcade, not knowing... another bum woman and her child with 2 other bums. So I tried walking behind them and the little poor african kid help up a sign that was horribly marked with "Please help me and my mother we are poor, and I'm hungry" so I told the kid "I have here 5 bucks for you, hold on a second". But his mother seems to be drinking a bottle of Diet Pepsi, and on top of that he didn't understand a word I said. So I decided to grab the quarter in my pocket and I told him that's all I have. The other guys next to the lady asked for more change... then I said, that's all I got. And I walked on.
I was just stepping into the arcades when annother lady bum stopped me and said... "Excuse me, I really need some money to get me something to eat..." and I looked across the street at the many students crossing the street my way and said... "all my money is on my credit card". So I apologized to her and went into the arcade and played about 20 minutes of DDR. I walk into the Eckerds next door to get me some bottled-water and THERE SHE WAS RIGHT THERE BUY 5 SNICKERS AND SOME GATORADE. Then I went to the bookstore and bought me 2 art books and then on my way back to MacDonalds.
But the poor people just kept coming... I ran into the same people then a crossdressing man who wanted a picture of me so I told him I was in a hurry to my next class and make it quick... so I posed with some girls and took off in the back alley... then I saw one of those schizophrenic guys by a trash can talking to the trash can. He kept opening and closing it and pretending like the trash can was talking to him. And he saw me and then he tried to play it off by jumping half-way inside.
I didn't really know what to think... but I just kept walking to MacDonalds. And bought me that number 2 with another Quarter Pounder/Cheese (OKAY I WAS HUNGRY!).
And another bum was sitting in front of the UPS store (which was closed)... and he asked for soemthing to eat so I was thinking of getting him some fries, but he was gone before I got to him, so I fed the crows around there, and another bum (a black guy) came up and begged but I told him I already spent my money, and right before he say "Excuse me" I threw my drink in the trash... http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_frown.gif
So I got on the bus so I can get to my car, so I could visit my grandmother in Dallas/Ft. Worth for the weekend, and on the way to my car, this wierd woman asked me 'if I had a big d*ck'... and I pretended like I didn't understand English with my Jackie Chan/Rush Hour impersonation, so she walked away...
Got to Dallas about 3 hours later... went into a gas station and ate at Wendy's and this black guy was moving by my table... (AND THIS IS TRUE SO FRINK AND SALADWOOD DON'T TAKE THIS THE WRONG WAY BUT...) I could tell he was homosexual; and indeed he was. The guy was as persisntant as a bum. He asked for my phone number. So I told him my phone doesn't work I use it as a phone book and a clock. And he was saying, that's ok... I'll give you mine then. And so he did... and all this while I left and he followed me to my car.
I was standing out by the entrance and he kept telling me things like:
Him: "Where you going? Stop walking so fast!"
Me : "I'm not! (I was only moving away because he lit up a Black N Mild)
Him: "I just wanted to talk to you, can I talk to you?"
Me : "I guess, what's up?"
Him: "You live around here?"
Me : "No, I'm visiting family"
Him: "Well, if you need a place to say, you can stay with me"
Me : "No thanks, I'm cool"
Him: "You looking for a job?"
Me : "Nope, I have a good job as a financial assistant"
Him: "Well, if you're ever thinking about getting a better job, my cousin can hook you up, he owns a cab company"
Me : "Thanks for your generosity, but I prefer not to drive for a job"
Him: "Well, you seem like a cool guy I like you, and I think we should be friends"
Me : "I'm not really looking for a friend right now, I got a wife"
Him: "Don't be like that, see all I'm trying to say is, I really like you"
Me : "Okay"
Him: "So you gonna call me tonight?"
(I dropped a bottle cap in which he picks up, so I decided to throw it back on the ground)
Me : "No, I can't, it's too late to call people and my grandma is wierd about letting people use her cell phone"
Him: "Well call me whenever you can, I really like to get to know you, I gotta catch this last bus before I miss it... by the way, My name is Tray what's yours?"
Me : "Umm it's 'Shigeru Miyamaoto'"
Him: "Oooh, that's a nice name is that spanish?"
Me : "Yes, something like that"
Him: "I like spanish guys, they're so cute."
Me : "I'm not spanish tho."
Him: "What are you? Mexican?"
Me : "I'll tell you later I have to get going"
Him: "You got a ride? Or are you walking?"
Me : "Actually I got a car (points at my daughter "Blaze" (MustangGT))
Him: "Damn, that's a nice car... maybe you can take me for a ride?"
Me : "I don't know what you mean by that but anyways, Isn't that the bus you need to catch?"
(The bus stops and drops people off)
Him: "Oh shit... gotta go, CALL ME!"
Me : (Laughs my ass off and quickly get in my car and take off)
The bus left him behind... he almost made it but, I saw him turn around and look all sad since I took off myself...
I knew he was homosexual and wanted some of me for the fact he had persistance and had a soft voice.
While I was downtown however... there was another bum walkin around on a limp leg. And claimed he needed money to eat... My father always told me poor people tend to spend money on reasons other than eating... whether it's drugs, alcohol, or cigarettes. So I told him I'll bring him back a apple pie from McDonalds across the street from me... I came back and he was gone... so I said to myself "he was probably gonna use the money on cigarettes anyway"...
And because of my light brown skin complexion... a solicitor walked up to me trying to sell some newspapers...
He spent 2 minutes of his time saying things like this:
(I had on my headphones and he walked up to me talking like I can hear him but I couldn't... so I took my headphones off)
Hey how ya doin' brotha? I'm just lettin ya know there some news on the media they don't let you know about black people... So look here... I got here some information on our newsletter that may be really useful to you. If your parents saw you readin this they might say OH YOU A SMART KID. (This man has no idea I'm my own man) So I took the paper and looked at it like... oh wow cool. And he told me it comes with a 1 dollar donation so I handed him 2 bucks and he told me he has the new issue which came with an extra dollar... so I felt a little pissed and handed it to him...
(One thing I learned about refusing to pay a demanding black man at night... give him the money... I got robbed at gunpoint twice by a group of black men while I was in Dallas as a kid... once for 20 dollars and a necklace, which is the reason I don't wear them anymore... and also 7 dollars on my 16th birthday while I was on my way to watch the first Pokemon movie in English... cuz I had nothing better to do... My dad told me it doesn't matter how tough you are... because I can fight, but even I can be shot and killed.)
After I paid him I told him I was Japanese-born, but the info he gave me may be useful... since I was bored and needed something to do like look for the subliminal messages in the papers (I was THAT bored). He insisted on me buying his cell phone products too but I told him... my friend overused my phone so it's useless now. Then, he walked away and tried to sell the paper to some black girls who were trying to dance by me. The girl who constantly stared at me knew I had a paper... I used my hands to say "Don't buy it... and flickered my fingers as if she knew she had to pay"... so they refused and he walked off... He kept trying and trying...
((Reminds me of this one time a black guy came up to me trying to sell... Magazines... he asked for a check. And I said my dad has some checks since he's in the military. So he tried his hardest to get me to go all the way home and get a check from him. OMFG THIS DUDE MUST BE CRAZY!!!... So I said NO! and told him "I only have cash on my credit card" and he said he'll walk to the ATM with me that was across the street... I told him, no thanks... I overused my card today... ya know? Went mall surfing! and told him... "Well I'm on my way to my friends house" and he asked me if I can get a check from my friend, and I told him "I don't think Vietnamese people believe in checks tho..." And he got all goofy and started getting me to give him money then I turned and said "Hey look! Some white people always have money ask them... I know them!" and they walked up by us and said Hi!!! and he started begging them to buy his magazines then... so I ran away only to find out this huge german shepard dog was following me for about 2 hours after that... so I took him home and fed him... and now he's with my dad!))
Aside from that magazine seller... everything pretty much happened on the same day... in fact that was my day for a weekend.
Yes... indeed... my encounters with the many bums, hookers, and scary people in this world... how about you?