OT: Welcome to Miami Part II
Papi_Chulo
Miami, FL (or the nearest big-booty club)
Two days ago I posted about the crazy accident I saw when driving back from the airport on I-95 after getting-home from my ATL trip.
Today I went to grab a late-lunch at a Walmart near-me that has a small Cuban restaurant in it (instead of a McDonalds like some Walmarts do).
Anyway - I enjoy my late-lunch, walk out to my Papi-mobile, get in and start it up and I'm looking down at my cellphone when I see a woman walking towards my car and she makes eye-contact w/ me thru the front-windshield - I didn't think anything about-it and I figured she was walking to her car in the large parking-lot - I'm looking down at my cellphone and the passenger door opens and she tries to get in my passenger seat - I block her and tell her "no no no" and she says something about "get me out of here they're calling the cops on me" - I tell her again no and she tries to get in the car again and again I gotta stiff-arm her again to keep her from sitting in the passenger seat - she again says they wanna call the cops on me - I tell her again no and she leaves - she was a Latina in her mid to late 30s but didn't sound Cuban - IDK what the hell was going on but she then quickly walked away heading towards a side-street at the end of the large parking-lot.
As I'm pulling away from the parking-lot I see a young guy w/ a phone in hand as if he was talking into it and looking her way - he wasn't dressed like a Walmart employee and was kinda dressed like one of the employees at the small-restaurant inside Walmart but not sure if he was one of the employees - I thought about pulling over and asking him if he knew what was going-on but decided to just let things be and just go about my biz - weird situation though - and why I'm always on edge when I'm down here; if it's not one thing it's another - there are shitty and crazy people anywhere; but I always seem to be more at ease when I'm out of Miami and more on edge when I'm here.
Today I went to grab a late-lunch at a Walmart near-me that has a small Cuban restaurant in it (instead of a McDonalds like some Walmarts do).
Anyway - I enjoy my late-lunch, walk out to my Papi-mobile, get in and start it up and I'm looking down at my cellphone when I see a woman walking towards my car and she makes eye-contact w/ me thru the front-windshield - I didn't think anything about-it and I figured she was walking to her car in the large parking-lot - I'm looking down at my cellphone and the passenger door opens and she tries to get in my passenger seat - I block her and tell her "no no no" and she says something about "get me out of here they're calling the cops on me" - I tell her again no and she tries to get in the car again and again I gotta stiff-arm her again to keep her from sitting in the passenger seat - she again says they wanna call the cops on me - I tell her again no and she leaves - she was a Latina in her mid to late 30s but didn't sound Cuban - IDK what the hell was going on but she then quickly walked away heading towards a side-street at the end of the large parking-lot.
As I'm pulling away from the parking-lot I see a young guy w/ a phone in hand as if he was talking into it and looking her way - he wasn't dressed like a Walmart employee and was kinda dressed like one of the employees at the small-restaurant inside Walmart but not sure if he was one of the employees - I thought about pulling over and asking him if he knew what was going-on but decided to just let things be and just go about my biz - weird situation though - and why I'm always on edge when I'm down here; if it's not one thing it's another - there are shitty and crazy people anywhere; but I always seem to be more at ease when I'm out of Miami and more on edge when I'm here.
Got something to say?
Start your own discussion
23 comments
Having worked in S Florida nad driven all over, I could write a book, no make that an encyclopedia, on nutty things I've seen. :)
😊
Part of that advice is joke, except the moving. You can always drive or fly to a strip club and pick up a job that pays less, but at least you’d have your sanity, IMO.
But yeah - if it wasn't bc I gotta be around for them pretty-good chance I would not be living in Miami.
Dude....you are here....you sure about that? LOL
Both of your stories are just crazy.
I love that crazy ass town!
I decided that there was way too much risk here and said no. I think it was the only time I was propositioned at Target or Walmart.
I usually do that - I had bought something at Walmart and had opened the passenger door to put the stuff in on the passenger side floor and didn't bother to lock the doors once I sat inside while I was sitting there looking at something on my phone.
Lol