March 24, 2016

You Just Got Youngstown-ed

Various random dudes are always hanging out inside my building gate. Some are drivers, some are occasionally relatives of the  'guard' (he's more of a watchman who doesn't watch anything), and some are...honestly, I don't know.

So today I get home and it's no watchman and three dudes I've never seen before, one in a shiny urban getup with a wad of cash in his hands that he's counting up and doling out to the other two. 

I'd not mind so much if I didn't have to stand around calling for the watchman, who was nowhere to be found, while these three eyeball me. So I ask if they've got the key - nope. I ask if they're drivers - nope. I ask if they're working in the building - nope. Watchmen from a neighboring building? - nope. Just hanging out, shuffling cash, chilling out like baby gundas (mobsters/narquitos).

Well, today was not their day because this lady tossed them all out and shut the gate. And that is how you school a fool.