Not much happened last night, except that I got annoyed with some man who was trying to sell me some dope.
When I saw him, I turned my back to him, and I was staring at a wall, and he still managed to bother me.
The guy couldn't take a hint that I didn't want to talk to him.
So, he decided to bother me.
An argument ensued, and it wasn't pretty.
It is a real hard thing to mind your own business in this town.
Author's Notes:
1. It is an epidemic in San Francisco for people to ask other people for things, mostly spare change.
There is not a place in San Francisco where you can walk freely without someone asking you for
something. I am disturbed by it. Others just tolerate it as a fact of life.
Often times I'll be minding my own business, thinking some pleasant thoughts, and all of
a sudden, I'll hear, "Hey, bro, got some change?"
I find it unnerving, and rude.
Then if you react in a way they don't like, or according to script, they get upset, and it becomes
a whole drama.
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