In our defence, we had been drinking.
It was a hell of a night though.
It was a hell of a night though.
Showing posts with label Halifax. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Halifax. Show all posts
Friday, December 22, 2006
Monday, December 18, 2006
I started my day with a crack whore!
I was going to go downtown to get some breakfast and because Richard is in Ontario I have his car and decided to drive. I turned out of the building and came to the first corner. I stopped and looked both ways and noticed a girl trying to motion to me. She was asking if I had a lighter for her cigarette. I told her I did not, but then thought about the one in the car so I checked.
There was none there, so instead of getting into an elaborate game of charades I opened my door to yell to the girl. To my surprise she sat down and asked if I could drive her downtown. I was GOING downtown so I figured what the hell.
I turned left and we were less than a block into the drive when she asked me if I've got a girlfriend. I said that I did and she then asked me if I wanted to have a 'little fun' for $20. I declined, and she persisted. Apparently she was a stripper who had been doing extacy the entire night before and now needed to get some money for her children's Christmas presents. I again declined and she dropped her asking price to $10. I told her I would drop her off at the next corner but somehow ended up driving her across town and having to decline her offer twice more.
After all that I decided against breakfast and just grabbed a burger. I figured if that's how the day started, the best place to be was home alone.
There was none there, so instead of getting into an elaborate game of charades I opened my door to yell to the girl. To my surprise she sat down and asked if I could drive her downtown. I was GOING downtown so I figured what the hell.
I turned left and we were less than a block into the drive when she asked me if I've got a girlfriend. I said that I did and she then asked me if I wanted to have a 'little fun' for $20. I declined, and she persisted. Apparently she was a stripper who had been doing extacy the entire night before and now needed to get some money for her children's Christmas presents. I again declined and she dropped her asking price to $10. I told her I would drop her off at the next corner but somehow ended up driving her across town and having to decline her offer twice more.
After all that I decided against breakfast and just grabbed a burger. I figured if that's how the day started, the best place to be was home alone.
Friday, December 15, 2006
Turnstile Pottery
I was on my way to the pottery studio. I went a bit early last week and was able to get a few extra minutes so I figured I would try the same thing again.
I started walking down Brunswick St. (That's the one I live on) and I noticed a group of 15 - 20 black youth walking together on the other side of the road. A thought crossed my mind 'SWARMING' but then I thought don't be silly.
You see, swarmings have been happening around here with alarming frequency. Last week at the pottery studio we were talking about them. It all starts when you walk past a group of black youths walking together and night. One of them throws something at you and once you react , you're swarmed.
So I think to myself 'don't be silly. It's just a group of kids walking somewhere together, don't worry'. Then they started throwing lighbulbs at me. The first one hit just in front of me and I could feel the exploding glass hit the denim of my jeans. The second one hit behind me but closer than the first. One of the kids yells out 'Gun shots!' and the rest laugh. At this point I'm a little concerned and I start thinking 'don't react, just keep on walking', and that's what I did.
Luckily that was the end of the ordeal, but now I had to walk down the 'bad street'. The street that's known for this kind of thing. So I call a cab, they'll be 20 minutes. So I can't walk to the pottery studio, and I can't walk home because doing so would necessitate walking past the light bulb brigade.
Fortunately another cab drove past me and I flagged it down. He drove me to the pottery studio, waited while I discovered it was closed, and then drove me back to my apartment. The whole trip cost me less than $5, that's how close I was to where I was going.
I started walking down Brunswick St. (That's the one I live on) and I noticed a group of 15 - 20 black youth walking together on the other side of the road. A thought crossed my mind 'SWARMING' but then I thought don't be silly.
You see, swarmings have been happening around here with alarming frequency. Last week at the pottery studio we were talking about them. It all starts when you walk past a group of black youths walking together and night. One of them throws something at you and once you react , you're swarmed.
So I think to myself 'don't be silly. It's just a group of kids walking somewhere together, don't worry'. Then they started throwing lighbulbs at me. The first one hit just in front of me and I could feel the exploding glass hit the denim of my jeans. The second one hit behind me but closer than the first. One of the kids yells out 'Gun shots!' and the rest laugh. At this point I'm a little concerned and I start thinking 'don't react, just keep on walking', and that's what I did.
Luckily that was the end of the ordeal, but now I had to walk down the 'bad street'. The street that's known for this kind of thing. So I call a cab, they'll be 20 minutes. So I can't walk to the pottery studio, and I can't walk home because doing so would necessitate walking past the light bulb brigade.
Fortunately another cab drove past me and I flagged it down. He drove me to the pottery studio, waited while I discovered it was closed, and then drove me back to my apartment. The whole trip cost me less than $5, that's how close I was to where I was going.
Monday, December 11, 2006
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