Coming out of Walgreens
minding my own business.
Passing the parking lot, and almost passing by this old half drunk light skin dude with frizzy brades slicked back.
Baggy pants, baggy white T-Shirt. Dirty looking man he was. He got my attention.
"Hey you, you be running?"
I stopped, and gave him that WHAT? Look.
"It look like you berm exercising with those tight orange leggings you got on. You look good."
"Thank you," I said.
General conversation.
"You run on the treadmill a lot?"
"Yeah I do, just about everyday. I gain weight easily," I said.
"you look fit to me."
"thanks," I said.
"Salad and chicken everyday, no fried food."
"Right that's how we all supposed to eat."
"Can you wait for me out here while I go get me a bear from Walgreens? Then when I come out we can talk more bout health."
I was thinking to myself saying, "nigga? I don't even know you and you want me to wait outside until you get a bear from Walgreens?"
The man was just talking about health but he is a drinker. I do not understand people who discusses healthy lifestyles but they are living unhealthy themselves. Either they are alcoholics, weed smokers, or criminals. I did not wait on that man. I just turned around and went about my business and entered a fast food restaurant up the street.
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