So, on the way to work this morning, I stopped to get gas. As I was using the card reader, some dood walks up to me, saying how he doesn't have enough money to buy gas and offered to sell a gold necklace. It took saying "no" twice to be rid of him - and then he tried again with someone else nearby.
Might be wrong of me to assume, but I have to imagine the dubious fellow as being a fence, trying to offload some hot goods.
· Mon Jul 13, 2009 @ 03:55pm · 5 Comments