I told a homeless guy one night I would buy him scratch tickets if he watched my truck while I was in the bar. Later that night I totally forgot about it, stumbled out, grabbed cab and went home.
The next morning after I picked up my truck I decided to hit Mickey D's for some breakfast, and who should I encounter in the drive thru line but the guy I was supposed to buy scratch tickets for. He asked me for money, and when he recognized me from the night before this crazy look came over his face and he started yelling. I started laughing, which made him even more nuts, and next thing I know he's in the middle of the road on 17th, stopping traffic and SCREAMING at cars, waving his arms around and stomping on the pavement. All the drive thru windows instantly go down and get locked, and all the cars are rolling up their windows and locking their doors. The guy is having a serious meltdown, and I start thinking that even though I gave the guy $5 and a handful of smokes the night before, the fact that he didn't get any scratch 'n plays off me is going to drive him over the edge. I've seen crazy people freak out, but this guy seriously looked like Jack Nicholson in the Shining, if not worse.
I see the guy on 17th from time to time, but I don't think he remembers me. Thank God. I'll never forget the look on his face though... "YOUUUU WEEEEEEEERE SUPPOSED TO BUY ME SCRATCH TICKETS"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Last edited by Tron_fdc; 08-23-2007 at 01:30 PM.
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