Context:
Went to go pick my friend up from the a bus trip from Dallas to Houston. We can't find each other and it's dark out, so I just told him to meet me at the McDonald's near by.
Big mistake.
I never come to this part of town, so I didn't know how sketchy it was.
I pull into the McDonald's parking lot and just sit there waiting for my friend to arrive.
While waiting, a dude comes up to my car to talk to me, I roll down my window to see what's up.
Mistake number 2.
He asks me for some money. There are a lot of homeless people in the area, so I assumed he was gonna use it to buy something to eat. So I give him $5.
Mistake number 3.
He asks for five more, I hand it to him. He then asks for 10 more, claiming "it's his birthday". I should've just drove off, but this guy was creepy and I didn't know if he had a gun or something, so I did it.
He than asks for a hug and gives me one.
Mistake number 4.
Dude rubs his whisker covers face on mine. Which I fucking hate. And then leaves. He smelled like aftershave, so now I don't think he was homeless or down on his luck, I think I just got robbed in the most nonviolent way possible.
Went to go pick my friend up from the a bus trip from Dallas to Houston. We can't find each other and it's dark out, so I just told him to meet me at the McDonald's near by.
Big mistake.
I never come to this part of town, so I didn't know how sketchy it was.
I pull into the McDonald's parking lot and just sit there waiting for my friend to arrive.
While waiting, a dude comes up to my car to talk to me, I roll down my window to see what's up.
Mistake number 2.
He asks me for some money. There are a lot of homeless people in the area, so I assumed he was gonna use it to buy something to eat. So I give him $5.
Mistake number 3.
He asks for five more, I hand it to him. He then asks for 10 more, claiming "it's his birthday". I should've just drove off, but this guy was creepy and I didn't know if he had a gun or something, so I did it.
He than asks for a hug and gives me one.
Mistake number 4.
Dude rubs his whisker covers face on mine. Which I fucking hate. And then leaves. He smelled like aftershave, so now I don't think he was homeless or down on his luck, I think I just got robbed in the most nonviolent way possible.