This morning, on my way into work, I stopped at 7-11 to get my cup of coffee, like I do every morning. The 7-11 that is near my work is a very interesting one, to say the least, because of the clientele that frequent it. Right next door to my work is a place that offers employment and finds homes for people with disabilities, mentally retarded and the criminally insane - this is NOT and exaggeration. These criminally insane people are allowed to leave the facility and walk to 7-11 or just hang out outside all day long - which makes for an interesting work day for me. They are always at 7-11 when I go and more often than not are making a scene in there and they are always hanging out in the woods behind my office, which I have a perfect view of from my office window as you can see here. The following are a few things I have seen back there while trying to work:
- Two men setting the woods on fire, in which I had to call 911 and have a fire truck dispatched - TWICE.
- Groups of them smoking pot - this is an every other day thing, and I am pretty sure this group is of the criminally insane variety, so I leave them alone.
- A mentally retarded couple giving each other oral sex, in broad daylight. I have seen this same couple do this at least four times. It’s good to know that they are keeping their relationship alive, although they are making it hard for me to get any work done.
- Two mentally retarded men kissing and playing chase - this is a new one, and I have only seen them once so far.
So, where is this going and what does it have to do with the picture I chose or the title for today’s post? Well this morning, while I was making my coffee, across the counter from me was a man that was VERY scarred from being burned. I would say that his body was probably 90% burned, and his face and hands looked like they received most of the damage. I was done getting my coffee cup ready and reached for the only fresh pot of coffee there and poured some into my cup, then I looked at him and asked him if he wanted some of the coffee from the fresh pot, I was trying to be nice. He looked at me and without skipping a beat said “DON’T EVER HAVE A METH LAB IN YOUR HOUSE, OR YOU’LL END UP LOOKING LIKE ME!!!” - I pretty much just sat there a little stunned and then said, “So do you want this coffee, or not?” and then handed him the pot and got the hell out of there. I am pretty positive that he was someone from the crazy place across the street, and that the Meth had not only caused the burns, but made him crazy. I should have asked him if his wife works at Johnny Rockets and was my waitress from my last post and if so, let him know that I tipped her well.
I do not know how those people work at that 7-11 everyday and deal with that day in and day out.
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