I have the strangest life. I think. I don't know if this shit is normal but here's what I just had happen.
I'm walking home from the grocery store for a coffee run. I'm carrying my bags past the little liquor store and this black dude walks out, mid 40s, in sort of street clothes and chains. He hollers out to me and I assume he's homeless so I ignore him, but he aggressively closes the distance. He's not dirty looking, just sort of street, but I'm apprehensive. He's carrying a bag of liquor he just walked out of the store with.
He pulls out two of these cheap plastic single-shot bottles. Peach flavored. He tells me his moms just died and he's having a rough week, but wants to share a shot. Still apprehensive I say I have no cash, thinking he wants to ask me to pay many times more what it's worth if I accept it. He insists it's on him, saying the first person he saw after buying it he was having a shot with over his moms. We do a cheer and down it. It tastes like peach flavored rubbing alcohol and is like 70% Alcohol. He thanks me and I give my commiserations; he walks away. I walk home with a little trophy.
ok inform null, slightly tipsy because I don't drink often and haven't eaten today but just swallowed rubbing alcohol, if this is a normal thing people frequently experience.
I'm walking home from the grocery store for a coffee run. I'm carrying my bags past the little liquor store and this black dude walks out, mid 40s, in sort of street clothes and chains. He hollers out to me and I assume he's homeless so I ignore him, but he aggressively closes the distance. He's not dirty looking, just sort of street, but I'm apprehensive. He's carrying a bag of liquor he just walked out of the store with.
He pulls out two of these cheap plastic single-shot bottles. Peach flavored. He tells me his moms just died and he's having a rough week, but wants to share a shot. Still apprehensive I say I have no cash, thinking he wants to ask me to pay many times more what it's worth if I accept it. He insists it's on him, saying the first person he saw after buying it he was having a shot with over his moms. We do a cheer and down it. It tastes like peach flavored rubbing alcohol and is like 70% Alcohol. He thanks me and I give my commiserations; he walks away. I walk home with a little trophy.
ok inform null, slightly tipsy because I don't drink often and haven't eaten today but just swallowed rubbing alcohol, if this is a normal thing people frequently experience.