Strange yet Funny Story
Today I was walking to a nearby 7-11 store and came across one of the unfriendly neighborhood bums. His name is Wes. Wes approached me and asked if I had "his next meal". He looked blazed out of his gourd so I slowly backed away.
When I reached the 7-11 I purchased the usual, a bag of Takis and a Coke Slurpee. As I was heading towards the exit, I saw Wes in the window staring me down. I was hesitant to leave and stood pondering on my course of action. I looked to my left and the clerk was looking towards Wes and then at me repeatedly. He then advised me to wait next to the slurpee machine for a while. I stood and waited for 10 minutes and Wes was statuesque and never budged. I then decided to leave. When I was a foot away from the door, the clerk threw a pack of cigarettes at me to get my attention. He asked, "Shouldn't I call somebody or something?". I shook my head and returned to the door. Wes proceeded to follow me for about a block before he approached me.
He snatched my bag of Takis and fled, but not before swatting my Big Gulp. I pursued him, yelling half-curses and unintelligible mumbles. It was inevitable that I would catch him (I'm an above average speed fifteen year old and he's probably fifty something). I was approximately three meters away when he turned back to see how far I was. He was unbelievably high and uncoordinated. A he turned around, he slams into a power line pole. He was still conscious. He tore open the bag of Takis and shoved them into his shaggy bearded mouth. This occurred a half block from the initial 7-11. I didn't get my Takis back. He finished them and passed out while I was laughing uncontrollably. Another long story arose immediately after this one, but that's for another time.
Sorry for the length. It's all the AP Euro Essays that changed me.
Today I was walking to a nearby 7-11 store and came across one of the unfriendly neighborhood bums. His name is Wes. Wes approached me and asked if I had "his next meal". He looked blazed out of his gourd so I slowly backed away.
When I reached the 7-11 I purchased the usual, a bag of Takis and a Coke Slurpee. As I was heading towards the exit, I saw Wes in the window staring me down. I was hesitant to leave and stood pondering on my course of action. I looked to my left and the clerk was looking towards Wes and then at me repeatedly. He then advised me to wait next to the slurpee machine for a while. I stood and waited for 10 minutes and Wes was statuesque and never budged. I then decided to leave. When I was a foot away from the door, the clerk threw a pack of cigarettes at me to get my attention. He asked, "Shouldn't I call somebody or something?". I shook my head and returned to the door. Wes proceeded to follow me for about a block before he approached me.
He snatched my bag of Takis and fled, but not before swatting my Big Gulp. I pursued him, yelling half-curses and unintelligible mumbles. It was inevitable that I would catch him (I'm an above average speed fifteen year old and he's probably fifty something). I was approximately three meters away when he turned back to see how far I was. He was unbelievably high and uncoordinated. A he turned around, he slams into a power line pole. He was still conscious. He tore open the bag of Takis and shoved them into his shaggy bearded mouth. This occurred a half block from the initial 7-11. I didn't get my Takis back. He finished them and passed out while I was laughing uncontrollably. Another long story arose immediately after this one, but that's for another time.
Sorry for the length. It's all the AP Euro Essays that changed me.
