that’s gratitude–NOT
went to an open mic, feeling ambivalent about playing…eventually ended up playing Bass, that was fun…and I played rather well IMO…outside, in the parking lot a guy I knew asked me to lend him gas money…I have $18 in my pocket (and $17 in the bank) but I gave the guy three ones…he wouldn’t take it because “I need $5…” He saw that I had a $5 dollar bill and apparently wanted that…If I had had the courage I might have said “Why doncha piss in the tank and see what kind of mileage ya get.” Wow, humans is a crazy bunch, ain’t they? And the moon was full, as far as I could tell…I might be eating bread and butter samiches by Wednesday, and butter may actually be a luxury, but for NOW, I feel good…I think it’s gonna be a good weekend; I hope it is for you…
Some people’s children… they just ain’t happy lest they’re taking a mile for the inch you give ’em! Well, I’d put money in your case if I was there. Hope you keep playing! 🙂
Three times in my life I’ve had people try to rob me…and they got nothing…not a dime. Always remember…they might have the guts to kill ya…but they ain’t got the guts to eat ya! I’d have told him what you just said, “I got $18 in my pocket and $17 in the bank…this $3 is about 10% of all the money I got in the world…if that ain’t good enough for ya, go pound sand!” Have courage. Always remember…knees, eyes, throat. A man that can’t stand up cannot fight…a solid kick to the knee can turn everything around. You hit someone square in the throat and they can’t breath…and if the shit gets really bad…and you find yourself grappling on the ground…get your thumbs in his eyes…even if you only mess up one eye, they both will start watering so bad they cannot see. And have the attitude…if you mess with me I’m going to bite you so hard on your face you’ll carry the scars for life with you everywhere you go. There is no such thing as a fair fight…there is only survival. What this guy did was strong arm you…and he’ll do it again whenever he sees you again. I’ve helped people all my life, and it speaks highly of you that you helped him, I encourage that…but don’t let anyone strong arm you. Sorry my comment is so long, just trying to give you some good advice. I’ve been delivering freight in the worst industrial areas of the largest cities in America for over 35 years. Industrial areas attract thugs like a magnet, and whether it is Hunts Point, New York City or the docks of West Los Angeles…you carry yourself like you’re ready for any bad MF that you come across.