My weekend was hella boring. The baby was with her mom and It was howard's homecoming but I didn't go to any of the activities, instead I decided to get some long overdue cleaning/work done. So I spent much of the weekend on my computer. I did head out for food though, that's where this story comes from:
So I was leaving my neighborhood subway with $5 sub in hand and decided to hit my neighborhood liquor store for some "ice". First thing I notice when getting out my car is a blue chevy avalanche parked next to me. Windows were tinted but I could still see the Police badge on the passengers shoulder. Driver was in uniform too, must be off duty cops getting they liquor fix. As I'm walking into the store a young dude passes me on his cell phone, skinny jeans and small ass hoodie on. My first though was "he gay", I get my "ice" and notice there are cups of ice in the freezer. When did liquor stores start selling ice by the cup? who was the first person that came in and asked for a cup of ice? Anyway dude in front of me buys 1 blunt, we all know what for. I get to the counter and buy my "ice", the guy next to me says "Let me get some of that goose.." All I could think was how these Indian dudes have to learn liquor slang.
I'm walking out glance to my left and see the young dude who passed me earlier leaning into a car window. White dude sitting in the passenger seat and appear to do a hand off. Now not saying I've seen or been around hand to hand drug sale BUT this looked just like I've seen in the movies... lol So they make the hand off and as I'm looking at them and all I could think about was the 2 police officers in the car 20 feet away. Then I remembered these are officers in full uniform buying liquor at 10pm. Odds are they don't care.
I go to my car and wonder what exactly is so different about the burbs...