May 29, 2007
They were across the street when we got off work. The girl shouted, “Hey. Any of you have a car?” One of the guys added, “Yeah, like, we need a ride home. Our car got towed and we don’t have money to get it.” I could smell the stench of my armpits, a long day at work, and my coworkers were both dragging deep on cigarettes. No empathy would be had from us. The girl said, “He’s got four kids waiting for him at home.” A guy added, “We’re only on 184th,” a twenty minute drive out of my way.