This has been the strangest morning. Woke up and had a stranger tell me I had a flat tire. I pulled off into a gas station to try and fill it up, it was flat to the rim. So I got out the spare and started taking out the jack. In the midst of trying to get the jack under the car a dude on a bike came over and hopped off his bike. He said to me Here lemme see that and start to change my tire for me. I told him I could do it but he told me its alright, i dont mind. Ive been working on cars since I was 12 The dude was in his 40s and apparently homeless. He began to tell me that he just got out of prison 2 weeks ago for murder. His name was Fred, but he went by Smooth, appearently he had killed a man who raped his niece. While telling me this story he said he was stabbed by that same man he killed, he lifted his shirt to reveal his scars. The man also told me it was his birthday, I asked him how old he was as he continued to change my tired and said 45 years young. This man had a swollen hand and a medical shoe on. Smooth began to tell me about how he did not have a place to live and needed some money for food. A lady gave him $25 for food, but a crack head came over and stole his money almost immediately . He busted his toes up chasing him down and broke his hand fighting the guy. He still did not make off with the money. After Smooth was done changing my tire, I went and gave him $40. He was such a nice dude and super helpful, even gave me the nickname Pretty Boy. It has been a morning indeed.
Posted on: Mon, 27 Oct 2014 18:07:48 +0000
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