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.
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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. :)
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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