What Knife?
I spot Dominic (the regular I'll wash your window's for a dollar begging guy) sitting by the front door of my building as I'm walking in to work. He's more animated than normal which I assume is due to the fact that rain really puts a damper on his window washing "business".
Me: Hey Dominic, what's up?
D: You know I was just walking by I wasn't hanging out there.
Me: Someone messing with you again?
D: Yeah...they said I was walking in front of the store...I wasn't by that store.
Me: Dominic, what the hell are you talking about?
D: I walked by Cal-Mart and they said I had a knife and I was hanging outside the door.
Me: Yeah?
D: Yeah...I don't have a knife! I don't carry no knife! I wasn't even standing there!
Me: Who said you were.
D: That fat guy who works there
Me: Next time show him your knife - That will shut him up.
D: I should huh?
Maybe I shouldn't joke around with Dominic anymore...
Me: Hey Dominic, what's up?
D: You know I was just walking by I wasn't hanging out there.
Me: Someone messing with you again?
D: Yeah...they said I was walking in front of the store...I wasn't by that store.
Me: Dominic, what the hell are you talking about?
D: I walked by Cal-Mart and they said I had a knife and I was hanging outside the door.
Me: Yeah?
D: Yeah...I don't have a knife! I don't carry no knife! I wasn't even standing there!
Me: Who said you were.
D: That fat guy who works there
Me: Next time show him your knife - That will shut him up.
D: I should huh?
Maybe I shouldn't joke around with Dominic anymore...
posted by Nihilistic @7:28 PM
13 Comments:
poor Dominic!!! trying to make a livin' like the rest of us...growing up, there was this homeless guy that hung out at the beach...black with dreads in a predominantly white area. He would have so much fun with it...start checking out the women just so he could watch them tense up and walk a little bit faster to get away...I'd sit there an chat with him and listen to his stories...he always called me Princess!
poor poor dominic. I told him to put it away and leave the weapons at home but when you live in a box outside of Cal Mart, there's really not a good cabinet to put it in. He needs to team up with Bushman and they could take shifts.
I still owe Dominic $2 from the last time I had him wash bird crap off my windshield. Don't tell him where I live, okay?
that's rich!
oh fuck. I didn't need to hear that!
I remember getting mad at some little "urban at-risk youths" (I have to use code words considering my reputation) for soaping up my windows in Baltimore and then leaving me hanging w/ my wipers up at an intersection.
I think what made me maddest at the time was that I didn't have the money to tip them.
I mean, now if I need to tip dominick i can afford to do that, thank god.
Well, perhaps if you do, this situation may get cleared up, but perhaps not with your best interests in mind.
I guess that, sometimes, there's a reason to fear your friendly neighborhood fringe dweller.
We are just misunderstood Crankster.
NO you've got it all wrong. Without a DOUBT you need to cotinue joking with DOminic...
What you don't need to do is make him angry. ;)
Steve~
oh, that's funny! but maybe you SHOULD be careful around him. Huh?
Poor Dominic. So Misunderstood. If he was standing there & if he had a knife...I'm sure he was just cleaning his nails or something. LOL
Poor bastard. I hope he doesn't have access to your blog because then he'll start hanging around here ... er ... sort of like I am right now, I guess.
OK, I'm leaving ... ;)
My neighborhood "Dominic" is a guy who wears a gold crown and hangs around outside the all-night Walgreen, mostly.
The last time I gave him money, he complained that it wasn't enough. I didn't have any bills, so I'd emptied my change purse for him, which had about $4.00 in dimes and quarters.
I almost asked him to give it back, then, if it wasn't good enough. It wouldn't surprise me if he packs a knife or something, too.
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