Monday, May 01, 2006


Last night picked up three guys from 21st and K downtown around 2am two guys from Baltimore and a local crackhead.The minute they entered my cab I almost threw up, it smelled like someone just shit in the pants, I shamelessly said "Jesus Christ!You guys smell like a public toilet I hope this is not going to be a long trip."
One of the guys said "Don't worry man we're going to pay the shit out of you, our boy here is going to hook us up, we need a hit so bad" pointing to the smelly crackhead." fouf ana W raay day by Hower" said the crackhead, after asking him to repeat it four times to what he said I took it that he was trying to say "fourth and W, right there by Howard". That will be your ebonics lesson for the day, on top of that he didn't have any front teeth.

When we got to W street behind Howard University, they gave him $100 note and promised him $100 if he comes back with the crack rocks, they were drunk and desperate white boys with bad habits. While we were waiting for our little smelly crackboy after he disappeared into the darkness, they told me that they are originally from Cleveland, Ohio and live in Baltimore and they have hardwood distribution business, they are spending the night in DC after watching the Washington wizards and Cleveland cavilers playoff game, and just having a good time.

I told them that my cabbie feeling is that the crackhead is not coming back, one, they just met the hustler on K street and two he is a CRACKHEAD! And one of the guys got all pissed and wanted to go out and look for him, I told him that wasn't the smartest thing to do, a white boy with a polo shirt walking around in a black neighborhood at 2:30 in the morning,and he kept saying "I am going to kill that little son of a bitch!" but his friend was calm and finally said "its only a couple of bucks lets go to our hotel,we got outsold,fuck it I am hungry, take us some where we can get something to eat."

I took them to a 24hr Mc Donalds on 14th & U where the store lock up all the doors and have a little walk in bullet proof windows, after they loaded their junk food I took their sorry asses to the Metro center Marriott. I tagged in my risk assessment fee and I asked for $60 and they gave me $80 and I didn't feel an ounce of a guilt for taking that easy money, I am pretty sure that crackhead feels the same way.

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