vivilasvegas
Earning My Ears<br><font color=green>When confused
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So my boyfriend and I are walking to the EL from Chili's, leftover package in hand. This homeless man, (or just down on his luck) grabs my arm and asks if he can buy my leftovers. I look at him and say "sure $10", so then he says he doesn't have any money. So of course I'm about to start this long conversation about the ramifications of telling lies, but my boyfriend drags me away. So we're walking, and I turn and look, and the guy is following us very closely, trying to intimidate us. I can tell he's going to grab my purse.
And then sheer panic. I realized he was going after the food!!!!!!
So finally I turn around and ask him if he thinks I'm a bleeping tourist!! (no offense) What are you gonna do, follow me home so I can make you a sandwich?? So he leaves....
At this point, my boyfriend and I are on the EL, feeling like the tough Chicago kids we are. We get off, we walk home. We think maybe we'll join the Guardian Angels and protect the streets.
So now we were going to split part of the leftovers. I ask him where are they?
We look at each other, and tear rolls slowly down his face and I realize, we left them on the train.
***edited to change title****
And then sheer panic. I realized he was going after the food!!!!!!
So finally I turn around and ask him if he thinks I'm a bleeping tourist!! (no offense) What are you gonna do, follow me home so I can make you a sandwich?? So he leaves....
At this point, my boyfriend and I are on the EL, feeling like the tough Chicago kids we are. We get off, we walk home. We think maybe we'll join the Guardian Angels and protect the streets.
So now we were going to split part of the leftovers. I ask him where are they?
We look at each other, and tear rolls slowly down his face and I realize, we left them on the train.

***edited to change title****

very, very 