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Strangest thing happened to me yesterday.. But first..lemme take a selfy
Ok so..first of all i was late to work. Cause it was sunday and we had this marathon thing going on in town and trams didn't go and the traffic was restructured..so it took me for a while to get to work. Luckily i live nearby so i was just like 5 minutes late..
Then i was working work work working on my shiieeet at the shop (Skysmoke) and all the sudden some older foreign man walks in and starts talking to me in english, i would've say he was indian. Anyway. He starts saying some shit about me. Not bad things but some facts about me and asking about me and stuff. The conversation was something like that:
MAN: Hey pretty girl can i tell you something about you
ME: Well..
MAN: You are really kind and pure soul. You have a good heart. But you worry too much about things. You have 2 guys in your life who loves you. But you shouldn't trust people so easily, u trust everybody too much.
I was like..hell well hellye sounds like me but i continued to listen silently
MAN: May i ask your hand please
I gave him my hand and he gave me a little pice of paper to hold in my hand really strong
MAN: hold that piece in your hand really strong!
So i did
MAN: What is your favourite colour?
ME: Well..i like black
MAN: How many children do you have?
ME: none
MAN: How old are you?
ME: 23
MAN: open your hand now and see the paper
So i opened the paper and it was "BLACK" written there and the number "23y" which is my age
MAN: Can i ask little donation for poor children in India please
And he opened his really old and worn out wallet and showed the picture of the children. I was like fuuck fuuck i never have cash on me. I only have my etpost card on me when i go to work. So i tried to explain him that i really don't have money on me.
ME: Im really so so sorry but i only have my etpost card i don't have cash on me..
MAN: Noo..noo you lying
ME: No i really don't have money i can show you
And i showed him my wallet with no cash in it
MAN: Well take it from your work cashbox
ME: Im really sorry but I'm not allowed to do that. I will get in trouble.
MAN: Good luck with your life!
Then the guy shacked my hand and left.
I was kind of buzzed out of this situation. I felt so shit that i couldn't help him. Altho i thought that was probably just a fraud to get money from credulous people.
Then i settled down and i was like..well fuck it..cant help everybody. Then some shit started to happened at work. Like i had some situations i didn't know how to solve. And then afterwork my cash didn't match. Never happened before..
And the last drop was when i walked home. And i live near the supermarket and i was like..hm yea i want watermelon..im gonna go get watermelon. So i did. And when i get in front of the shop there was like 5 guys fighting with one other guy. I went there to sort this shit out. Cause i still felt shit i couldn't help this Indian man so i thought i need to do some good deed of the day. So yea i step into that fight and asked these guys to stop beating up that other guy. Almost got beaten up myself. Then i ran into the shop start calling cops. Went out again and asked the guy if he was alright and does he needs an ambulance. He seemed like a junkie cause he had ugly marks on his arms and he smelled funny but it doesn't matter he's still a person and there's no rights that some "football team" can beat one hopeless hobo up like that. He wanted me to call ambulance..so i did.
I asked him why these guys were beating him and he says:
"oh some old dept"
Then there was some other 2 guys who ran after these fist heroes and brought one back and started asking him why the fuck they beat up that poor guy and he was like:
"He killed our friend!"
I was like wooow thats some deep shit i got into myself..then the guy continued yelling:
"You killed my friend! You gave him overdose!"
Fuck at that point i was like holy shit I'm probably dead now cause i called the cops to some criminal who probably lives nearby to me. Shit fuck! Well the cops came and asked my documents and other people documents who were there to witness the situation. When they got that under control i asked am i allowed to go home now and they were like yea of course thanks plapla. So i start walking home. I live just around the corner from the supermarket. And when i walked home i saw these other guys who were beating this guy up but got away. They were just behind the shop and when they saw me they start chase me. I ran home but they saw what house i went in to. When i got home i locked the doors and i didn't put the light. I went to the bathroom and just sat there and then had a shower and maybe hour later i was brave enough to put the lights on. Haha. What a ratshit story. I really hope i will not see these people ever again!
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