$ for words
“Hey, K.”
“Hey.” I pick my bottle of juice and shut the glass door.
“Hey, will you write my paper for thrity bucks?”
I look steadly up at his dark, dark face. He is from Africa. His accent will tell you clearly.
“Hell no.”
“OK. How about twenty dollars for each page?”
“Never.”
“Damn. What do I have to offer?”
“You write your own freakin’ paper dude.” I turn away, a little disgusted.
“Hey K, you’re too good man.”
“Is there something wrong with that?”
“Yeah. World is full of this shit.”
“Not for me.”
I pay. He follows.
“Hey K?”
“What?”
“Do you have Tylenol? My head is killing me.”
I gave him the pills.
“Thanks.”
Not welcome sir. Not welcome at all.
I thought its $20….hehehe
but he made a good point “the world is full of this shit” yea someone like him…
lol
Comment by Albert — May 13, 2007 @ 8:53 am
How can they stand themselves? They condemn their own minds to barenness–attempt to feed off and degrade yours–and try to justify it by the “World” !!!
What a waste of life.
Comment by TigerlilyIndiana — May 13, 2007 @ 11:43 am