Get The F*%@! Away From Me
(hey my first post! and you thought I was NEVER going to post now didn’t you, TAMMY??)
I have some corner crime to report. The other night around 6pm we had a big fight break out on 5th Street (not the usual melee in the middle of Smith Street action we’re used to around here). A big Latino guy and a chick with very frizzy hair and acid wash jeans (no it was not me) were having a big fight in the street. Something about “I know you were doing that shit! Don’t lie to me! Don’t lie to me! Well then why did you keep going in the bathroom???” and so on.. anyway, it ended with the guy screaming at the top of his lungs over and over and OVER again, about 20 times in a row, “GET AWAY FROM ME! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME! GET AWAY FROM ME! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!” nonstop, he just kept yelling this… I’m amazed that he had the frame of mind to bother to ALTERNATE the two phrases…it was pretty entertaining.
anyway after that, he sat with his buddy in their car outside my door and had the most loud and animated argument/bitch session in Spanish. I thought I was going to get a stray cap in my ass at any moment.