Monday, June 28, 2010
Right now....
I'm sitting here with Mr. Dwight. He's the homeless guy from the plaza I work in. He stinks today. He usually does. I was almost robbed tonight. This weird guy came to the door and asked what kind of business bail bonds is. He was sweating and nervous, about 5'10 middle-eastern or hispanic in his early twenties and pretty bad at being a robber. He wanted to know if I loaned money? Hell no I don't loan money! When I said that he ran away. I didn't even think about it till after he left that I might have just been robbed.
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