I was scheduled to open my store Saturday morning. Since my store is so far from my house I set out on my morning Journey around 8:15am. Hit the Shell station on the corner, throw some gas in the BB, snag some sundlower seeds and a little summin summin to drink. I cruise south on 75 through downtown hit 35 south to 67 to 20 West.. Around 9:30ish I come up on some traffic. I don't really think anything of it, I mean someone probably wrecked. WRONG. I proceed to sit there until 11:45am when after making about a mile the police are exiting people off the freeway. Imagine this.. The BB doesn't have A/C, I am fat, and I wear a tie to work. By 11:45 I am damn near having a heat stroke. I hit the first gas station I see and proceed to hydrate and cool off. Come to find out there is a dude on the overpass at 360 trying to kill himself, and he has been since early that morning..
Really? Early that morning? I mean its fucking NOON and this attention whore is still out there.. This aint a damn movie.. Take this fool out.. Let him Jump.. I don't want to come off tooo insensitive here, but c'mon if this man has been out there since before daylight, there is no way he should STILL BE THERE AT NOON!!!! I clocked in at 2:10pm..
I could rant on and on about it.. But It's late, and I don't feel like getting into really..
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