So anyway, here we are talking about nothing and then he asks if he can use my phone. This is a difficult thing for me on several levels. First, he may steal it. Second, he may call some crazy 900 number and rack up my bill. Third (and most importantly), he will get his germs on my phone. And who knows where he has been. I must have given him a look, because then he asked if I would make a call for him. Hmm. He wanted me to call his mom. This guy was probably in his 40s, and I was calling his mom. I said okay. Because I am a gluten for punishment like that. So anyway, I am calling his mom and he is telling me to tell her who I am and stuff. Like me and his mom are going to be BFFs. So I start talking to his mom and telling her that her son, Ernie, would like to be picked up at the TRAX station in 20 minutes (and would it be all right if he went out and played with Billy later on... or that is where it felt like it was going). Then his mom gets all upset like, why am I always having to take care of my 40-something son. And here I am sitting there taking all her stress in like we are BFFs. But we are not. So then I say, okay well have a nice night. And she hangs up. On me. Seriously, I am just an innocent bystander. Last time I make a call for a random person.
And last time I give a kid a dollar so he can buy some drugs. Oh wait that was a different story.