12-29-07.
Today was a pretty chill day. I bought some spray on paint stripper and had Jason work on stripping the paint, (from my hobbie) off the rear gate. When I went to check on his progress, I took a few swipes with the scraper and "holy," that shit was not easy. there was like 10 layers of
spraypaint on it. Of course, i didnt let it show. He pretty much finished it. ( that shit woulda taken most people about 2-3 days.) With a "speedy" determination. U can always find the good regardless of the circumstances. Now i can paint again.
last week, loc, my nickname for her. just so you get an image: loc is a big black woman that looks and acts like a "straight thug." she aint goin down that easy. oh, she's also a lesbian, has a wife named "tiny." (more on them later) well anyway, loc came in and started punkin jason, gettin all gangsta on him. so i had to come out and check her. (no yellin in the store) me n her are cool, so she apologized and left. Me and Raul were laughin our asses off. bustin jasons balls bout how he got punked by a lady. that shit was funny. I guess the other night, the streets were dry of "glass," so jase tried to hook up some old school "rock" from loc. and of course she didnt return. So jase went to her brother elroy. elroy hooked him up and i assume she owes elroy now. so she decided to fuck him up some. rationale at its finest.
Niik"s first girlfriend is moving away 2morow. I can see he's a lil depressed. So when he looks to me for advice, I pause. look upwards in a thoughtful way, and reply,"suck it up biatch. man up! You actin like a lil pussy." "u need to change your tampon?" .... im kidding. i dont say that shit when its "real shit."(girlfriend,family, etc...) but I do say that kinda shit when other topics arise. .... anyways, thats bout it for now. peace. oh.. Happy new year!
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Thursday, December 20, 2007
intro
Hello, my name is Eddy. I own and operate a liquor store. Like most liq. stores, it is in a bad neighborhood. but this one, is "fuckin crazy." I"ve grown up working liq. stores and markets from east L.A. to El monte, Baldwin park, and all the way in South Phoenix(AZ). All were in "low income" areas. (if you want to succeed in this business, its where to be.) But this one, hands down is the indisputable "title holder." You're probably thinking," this guys exaggerating." How bad could it be?... well for starters, within the first 6 months, a Hispanic dude walks in, buys a beer then reaches into the counter, grabs a pocket knife (we sell them.) and walks out. Now I'm thinking, "this motherfkr must be trippin."(my ghetto talk) So i grab my gun, and chase the dude outside. As i come up from behind him, I go to crack him with the butt of my gun, ( like you see in the movies.) He ducks, turns towards me and flips open the knife. WTF? ... now I'm standing there, gun pointed and yelling, "abajo!"(down.) He starts making that " slice your neck" motion with the knife. Now, the last thing I want to do is kill, let alone shoot anyone. So I lower my aim to the lower ab crotch region. I figure if he steps, I'll unload maybe stop him in his tracks... Then I see blood. A lot of blood. From his neck. This crazy mufcker sliced his own neck. Huh? ...... confusion.(still, to this day.) Cops pull up as he collapses, (which was cool cause now I dont have to go in for the questioning and statement.) dude died... a "John Doe."The next day, newspaper reporters show up asking questions and takin pics. Next day, I'm in the papers with that stupid "mid-blink, about to get smacked in the face," expression..... ( great!)
This blog is not all about tragedy and insanity. Its more about the perspective that I chose. It's a cruel cruel world. But you don't have to adapt. I've witnessed evil acts but I've also had the opportunity to see, kind, selfless acts. The emotions and sympathy, the desire to reach out and........
huh? fuck all that! This here is the "Hood." shit like that will get you killed. Its like " the plains of the Serengeti," the strong survive." Show weakness, you might as well close up. Cause they gonna eat you up. You don't have to be the biggest and baddest, (i'm 5'11" and weigh bout "buck fifty.") but you can't be a "punk." You can figure a guy out in 2 seconds, by looking him in the eyes. I can tell if he's done real time,(the penn) just by the look in their eyes. accurate to about 97%. its a talent.
There are many stories that I'll share with you. Some are funny, others are crazy. It all comes down to the "customers" the good decent ones and the down right evil "should die a slow death" ones. and my employees.(the crew) Niik, Rawl, and Jase.
I've known Niik since he was little. He's a good kid with morals especially considering his environment. He grew up in the trailer park across the street. nuff said. has become quite the athlete in his senior year in high school. Loyal but not the type to do "manual labor." So he must go to college or I get to punch him in the head. ( side bet.)
Rawl is actually cousins of my long time employee who just stopped showin up one day. (4 1/2 yrs,and stopped coming outta the blue.) Rawl is the same age as Niik, 17. Good kid from a good family. Can work like a horse. If you tell him to move your fridge up and down the stairs a few times then put it back, will do it without question. But the funny thing about him is that, he was born and raised in the states but doesn't know shit bout main stream media. Never ate any asian food until he worked here, has never tried any seafood, and today, ate his first pear. So i ride him bout that sometimes.
Then theres Jase. He's partly homeless. Sometimes he stays with a friend at the trailer park and other times he sleeps on the streets. He begin as the "scratcher fiend." He would come in the store everyday and without being asked would proceed to tell me about his "scrapping" adventures and how much he made that day. The dudes an expert on metal, he knows what kind is worth recycling and what kind of junk holds the most copper. He then buys a "scratcher."
now as he scratches, if anyone else buys a ticket, he'll sidle up near them to see if they won. If they don't scratch right away, he'll ask," you gonna scratch? don"t you wanna see if you won?"
then he starts predicting the next winners. and passes the knowledge on to any customer who may happen to look towards the tickets. I always told him the next day that the ticket was a 2, 3, 5 hundred winner. And he would always have the look of disgust. Funny guy..... I would hire him to do some basic cleaning around the store and so on. And he eventually worked his way to a regular gig. He doesn't drink. So hence, no conflict of interest. But he is a meth addict..... (I'm sure you're confused or questioning the hire. Don't believe the media hype. there are different characters amongst addicts, they aren't all crazed psychos like they show on the news.) the good:
when he's high, dude is a cleaning and stocking beast. Impressive!... the bad: sometimes he's coming down. walks around as though his dog just died........ But the funniest shit bout jase, at least 2-3 times a week, he comes in all "bent outta shape." Tells me the same shit, every time.
"the dude never came back!"
me: what the hell u talkin bout?
jase: i gave my buddie some money to score some shit. I was waiting there for like an hour.
me: again! dude, you are the worst druggie in the world.(other days: "dude, you are dumber then dirt.) and why do you keep givin people your fuckin money?
jase: hes my buddie.
me: no dumbass, he aint.......
that conversation happens alot. he has got to be the most optimistic addict in the world. Like I said, " funny guy." I like having him around.
so, I'm not sure how this will work out. but I'll give it a shot and try to give you an accurate description from my perspective. oh, I just became computer literate, (long story) so my typing sucks. So i have a tendency to not capitalize with consistency. ( cuz its a bitch hittin the shift w/ my pinky. no dexterity, you know?) well, hope you enjoy. one more thing, I don't know how often i will post. Hoping about 1-2 times a week. should be sufficient for "highlights." thanx for reading.
This blog is not all about tragedy and insanity. Its more about the perspective that I chose. It's a cruel cruel world. But you don't have to adapt. I've witnessed evil acts but I've also had the opportunity to see, kind, selfless acts. The emotions and sympathy, the desire to reach out and........
huh? fuck all that! This here is the "Hood." shit like that will get you killed. Its like " the plains of the Serengeti," the strong survive." Show weakness, you might as well close up. Cause they gonna eat you up. You don't have to be the biggest and baddest, (i'm 5'11" and weigh bout "buck fifty.") but you can't be a "punk." You can figure a guy out in 2 seconds, by looking him in the eyes. I can tell if he's done real time,(the penn) just by the look in their eyes. accurate to about 97%. its a talent.
There are many stories that I'll share with you. Some are funny, others are crazy. It all comes down to the "customers" the good decent ones and the down right evil "should die a slow death" ones. and my employees.(the crew) Niik, Rawl, and Jase.
I've known Niik since he was little. He's a good kid with morals especially considering his environment. He grew up in the trailer park across the street. nuff said. has become quite the athlete in his senior year in high school. Loyal but not the type to do "manual labor." So he must go to college or I get to punch him in the head. ( side bet.)
Rawl is actually cousins of my long time employee who just stopped showin up one day. (4 1/2 yrs,and stopped coming outta the blue.) Rawl is the same age as Niik, 17. Good kid from a good family. Can work like a horse. If you tell him to move your fridge up and down the stairs a few times then put it back, will do it without question. But the funny thing about him is that, he was born and raised in the states but doesn't know shit bout main stream media. Never ate any asian food until he worked here, has never tried any seafood, and today, ate his first pear. So i ride him bout that sometimes.
Then theres Jase. He's partly homeless. Sometimes he stays with a friend at the trailer park and other times he sleeps on the streets. He begin as the "scratcher fiend." He would come in the store everyday and without being asked would proceed to tell me about his "scrapping" adventures and how much he made that day. The dudes an expert on metal, he knows what kind is worth recycling and what kind of junk holds the most copper. He then buys a "scratcher."
now as he scratches, if anyone else buys a ticket, he'll sidle up near them to see if they won. If they don't scratch right away, he'll ask," you gonna scratch? don"t you wanna see if you won?"
then he starts predicting the next winners. and passes the knowledge on to any customer who may happen to look towards the tickets. I always told him the next day that the ticket was a 2, 3, 5 hundred winner. And he would always have the look of disgust. Funny guy..... I would hire him to do some basic cleaning around the store and so on. And he eventually worked his way to a regular gig. He doesn't drink. So hence, no conflict of interest. But he is a meth addict..... (I'm sure you're confused or questioning the hire. Don't believe the media hype. there are different characters amongst addicts, they aren't all crazed psychos like they show on the news.) the good:
when he's high, dude is a cleaning and stocking beast. Impressive!... the bad: sometimes he's coming down. walks around as though his dog just died........ But the funniest shit bout jase, at least 2-3 times a week, he comes in all "bent outta shape." Tells me the same shit, every time.
"the dude never came back!"
me: what the hell u talkin bout?
jase: i gave my buddie some money to score some shit. I was waiting there for like an hour.
me: again! dude, you are the worst druggie in the world.(other days: "dude, you are dumber then dirt.) and why do you keep givin people your fuckin money?
jase: hes my buddie.
me: no dumbass, he aint.......
that conversation happens alot. he has got to be the most optimistic addict in the world. Like I said, " funny guy." I like having him around.
so, I'm not sure how this will work out. but I'll give it a shot and try to give you an accurate description from my perspective. oh, I just became computer literate, (long story) so my typing sucks. So i have a tendency to not capitalize with consistency. ( cuz its a bitch hittin the shift w/ my pinky. no dexterity, you know?) well, hope you enjoy. one more thing, I don't know how often i will post. Hoping about 1-2 times a week. should be sufficient for "highlights." thanx for reading.
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