I decided to go to a town about 50 miles away for some antiques. I pulled into a parking lot for a minute and within five minutes a black guy is standing at my window. I roll it down and ask, "Can I help you". The first thing he says is, "Thank god for white people. I am so glad you are a white man. Blacks just don't wanna help" He then gives me this bullshit story about needing 10 dollars for a fan belt that he is just that much short. I then ask him where the car is located. He says its on a tow truck at a shop. I asked which shop. He just mumbles something and says the one in town and that they are going to hold his car until they get 10 dollars and can he get 10 dollars. I told him I would be willing to help if I could see the car first as it may be a simple fix. He then changes the story and says the car in on the highway still. I then told him there is nothing I can do and all I have on me is a debit card anyways. He then starts asking me to look in my pockets because "you might had da money in yo pockets and don't know dat you do". I said no and asked him to step away from my car. He gave me a dirty look and stormed off. I watched him in my mirror ask the next guy in a new Corvette. Pathetic.
Second incident. I stopped at a grocery store on my way out and was in the check out line and a mother and her son were in line in front of me and getting ready to leave. I look at what they are buying. Grape Soda, some microwave chicken meals. Then the kid tries to put a handful of something on the belt but misses and everything in his hand falls to the floor. I look down and its tons of packets of Kool-Aid, all different flavors. I just smiled and thought, I oughta take a picture everytime I see something like this and that I should have videoed the guy from earlier. Maybe next time. I swear it never fails.
