Grave shift in NYC
05-26-2009, 09:51 PM
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Yo, so I work the night shift - I'm a trader for a hedge fund, but I trade European markets, hence I work nights. Anyway, not the point. I was on my way to work tonight and decided to cheat on my low-carb diet with a little Mickey D's and so I went into a 24 hour one on 6th Ave bet 46th and 47th streets in Manhattan. If you don't know NYC very well, this is literally a block away from the Rockefeller Center, two blocks away from Times Square and basically the Center of the city.
Standing there waiting for my big mac and these two gangsta-looking dudes "psst" me and nod their heads at me, like they wanna have a word. I check my surroundings, recap all possible scenarios in my head and proceed to approach them with a questioning look in my eyes, as in "what the fuck you want from ME?". One of them gets within a couple of inches of my face and begins to try to sell me crack. Mind you I'm wearing 300 dollar shoes and an Armani sports coat - I mean, does that really say "crackhead" in this town? So, naturally, I politely decline and tell them "its not my thing". They retire. I ponder "WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THIS WORLD?!"
Ironically, what comes to mind is that hook from Jay-Z's song "ain't no love in the heart of the city"
Standing there waiting for my big mac and these two gangsta-looking dudes "psst" me and nod their heads at me, like they wanna have a word. I check my surroundings, recap all possible scenarios in my head and proceed to approach them with a questioning look in my eyes, as in "what the fuck you want from ME?". One of them gets within a couple of inches of my face and begins to try to sell me crack. Mind you I'm wearing 300 dollar shoes and an Armani sports coat - I mean, does that really say "crackhead" in this town? So, naturally, I politely decline and tell them "its not my thing". They retire. I ponder "WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THIS WORLD?!"
Ironically, what comes to mind is that hook from Jay-Z's song "ain't no love in the heart of the city"
05-26-2009, 10:08 PM
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ah, the people you encounter working nights. Tampa isnt so lively, i will sometimes hit a 24 hour grocery store to pick up food and see the vampires that creep out at night. I pulled into a 24 hour subway (never break the diet btw!) and get out of my car, wearing a suit (well the jacket was in the back seat) and i get hounded by some old rednecks from a local bar next door. The said something about my car and my fancy clothes. this was in the tampa burbs, and this is why i will be moving downtown in a few months...
05-26-2009, 10:13 PM
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Originally Posted by craigm1841' post='891363' date='May 27 2009, 02:08 AM
ah, the people you encounter working nights. Tampa isnt so lively, i will sometimes hit a 24 hour grocery store to pick up food and see the vampires that creep out at night. I pulled into a 24 hour subway (never break the diet btw!) and get out of my car, wearing a suit (well the jacket was in the back seat) and i get hounded by some old rednecks from a local bar next door. The said something about my car and my fancy clothes. this was in the tampa burbs, and this is why i will be moving downtown in a few months...
you put the rednecks you see and the gangstas I ran into into one place and you have yourself an economy of scale bwahahahahaaa
05-27-2009, 05:13 AM
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Originally Posted by v_therussian' post='891340' date='May 27 2009, 01:51 AM
Yo, so I work the night shift - I'm a trader for a hedge fund, but I trade European markets, hence I work nights. Anyway, not the point. I was on my way to work tonight and decided to cheat on my low-carb diet with a little Mickey D's and so I went into a 24 hour one on 6th Ave bet 46th and 47th streets in Manhattan. If you don't know NYC very well, this is literally a block away from the Rockefeller Center, two blocks away from Times Square and basically the Center of the city.
Standing there waiting for my big mac and these two gangsta-looking dudes "psst" me and nod their heads at me, like they wanna have a word. I check my surroundings, recap all possible scenarios in my head and proceed to approach them with a questioning look in my eyes, as in "what the fuck you want from ME?". One of them gets within a couple of inches of my face and begins to try to sell me crack. Mind you I'm wearing 300 dollar shoes and an Armani sports coat - I mean, does that really say "crackhead" in this town? So, naturally, I politely decline and tell them "its not my thing". They retire. I ponder "WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THIS WORLD?!"
Ironically, what comes to mind is that hook from Jay-Z's song "ain't no love in the heart of the city"
Standing there waiting for my big mac and these two gangsta-looking dudes "psst" me and nod their heads at me, like they wanna have a word. I check my surroundings, recap all possible scenarios in my head and proceed to approach them with a questioning look in my eyes, as in "what the fuck you want from ME?". One of them gets within a couple of inches of my face and begins to try to sell me crack. Mind you I'm wearing 300 dollar shoes and an Armani sports coat - I mean, does that really say "crackhead" in this town? So, naturally, I politely decline and tell them "its not my thing". They retire. I ponder "WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THIS WORLD?!"
Ironically, what comes to mind is that hook from Jay-Z's song "ain't no love in the heart of the city"
well what do u expect in midtown!!!!!! geeeez, that is not the Center of the city, though physically it is I suppose!!!
.....come downtown where the cool people hang, then you'll be propositioned for tina or heron or blow
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Originally Posted by v_therussian' post='891340' date='May 26 2009, 10:51 PM
Yo, so I work the night shift - I'm a trader for a hedge fund, but I trade European markets, hence I work nights. Anyway, not the point. I was on my way to work tonight and decided to cheat on my low-carb diet with a little Mickey D's and so I went into a 24 hour one on 6th Ave bet 46th and 47th streets in Manhattan. If you don't know NYC very well, this is literally a block away from the Rockefeller Center, two blocks away from Times Square and basically the Center of the city.
Standing there waiting for my big mac and these two gangsta-looking dudes "psst" me and nod their heads at me, like they wanna have a word. I check my surroundings, recap all possible scenarios in my head and proceed to approach them with a questioning look in my eyes, as in "what the fuck you want from ME?". One of them gets within a couple of inches of my face and begins to try to sell me crack. Mind you I'm wearing 300 dollar shoes and an Armani sports coat - I mean, does that really say "crackhead" in this town? So, naturally, I politely decline and tell them "its not my thing". They retire. I ponder "WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THIS WORLD?!"
Ironically, what comes to mind is that hook from Jay-Z's song "ain't no love in the heart of the city"
Standing there waiting for my big mac and these two gangsta-looking dudes "psst" me and nod their heads at me, like they wanna have a word. I check my surroundings, recap all possible scenarios in my head and proceed to approach them with a questioning look in my eyes, as in "what the fuck you want from ME?". One of them gets within a couple of inches of my face and begins to try to sell me crack. Mind you I'm wearing 300 dollar shoes and an Armani sports coat - I mean, does that really say "crackhead" in this town? So, naturally, I politely decline and tell them "its not my thing". They retire. I ponder "WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THIS WORLD?!"
Ironically, what comes to mind is that hook from Jay-Z's song "ain't no love in the heart of the city"
05-27-2009, 08:44 AM
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Originally Posted by theXman' post='891781' date='May 27 2009, 12:38 PM
Drug habit is not exclusive to poor uneducated people only.
I grew up around yankee stadium and the court systems are literally up the block and guess who are the hoods number one crack/coke/weed customers ?? Lawyers judges correction officers the list goes on its not only poor people withhabits
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Originally Posted by v_therussian' post='891340' date='May 27 2009, 01:51 AM
Mind you I'm wearing 300 dollar shoes and an Armani sports coat
Thats the attraction right there. You obviously were able to afford what they were selling and they knew it. Im only assuming its a good thing they didnt see your watch.
05-27-2009, 12:35 PM
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Originally Posted by theXman' post='891781' date='May 27 2009, 12:38 PM
Drug habit is not exclusive to poor uneducated people only.
