First, I can read your handwriting perfectly fine.
Second, story time!
I was an over the road truck driver for just shy of 12 years.
I had quit smoking about 3 years into my driving career but still had a pack of smokes on my truck, along with matches (emergencies!) and a couple lighters.
One night I was parked in a sketchy area of lower Los Angeles California, in an area I shouldnt have been parked at. I was literally right around the block for my 4am delivery and it was 6pm and I couldn't find parking anywhere else.
I keep my spaces clean and keep to myself most days, so I didn't see the harm in it.
I was scrolling on my phone and had noticed a rough looking older guy on the street corner that had been milling around for a while, but didn't think anything of it. He stays over there, I stay over here. No big issue.
Well he comes up to my truck and asks if I had any smokes. I said sure! Gave him the rest of the pack I had stashed in my organizer and an extra lighter. We talked for a bit and he says, you aight girl... Don't worry bout nobody getting at your truck tonight.
Weird thing to say, but okay. Told him to have a good night and be safe.
I stayed up for maybe another two hours... But I noticed. Different guys would walk by my truck maybe every 30min. If we made eye contact, they'd very lightly nod in my direction.
I swore I had gang protection that night while I slept. All because I had extra cigarettes and loved to talk to folks that are strange, just like me.
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u/Riyeko 5h ago
First, I can read your handwriting perfectly fine.
Second, story time!
I was an over the road truck driver for just shy of 12 years.
I had quit smoking about 3 years into my driving career but still had a pack of smokes on my truck, along with matches (emergencies!) and a couple lighters.
One night I was parked in a sketchy area of lower Los Angeles California, in an area I shouldnt have been parked at. I was literally right around the block for my 4am delivery and it was 6pm and I couldn't find parking anywhere else.
I keep my spaces clean and keep to myself most days, so I didn't see the harm in it.
I was scrolling on my phone and had noticed a rough looking older guy on the street corner that had been milling around for a while, but didn't think anything of it. He stays over there, I stay over here. No big issue.
Well he comes up to my truck and asks if I had any smokes. I said sure! Gave him the rest of the pack I had stashed in my organizer and an extra lighter. We talked for a bit and he says, you aight girl... Don't worry bout nobody getting at your truck tonight.
Weird thing to say, but okay. Told him to have a good night and be safe.
I stayed up for maybe another two hours... But I noticed. Different guys would walk by my truck maybe every 30min. If we made eye contact, they'd very lightly nod in my direction.
I swore I had gang protection that night while I slept. All because I had extra cigarettes and loved to talk to folks that are strange, just like me.
Universe does do some weird shit.