….another day in the Ghetto…
Ghetto Blotter from the AZ Hood:
An aluminum can collector, who apparently had not been notified that aluminum cans are not that profitable, was seen gathering cans on Country Club near Prince (aka Shooter’s corner), nearly filling a garbage bag full, but more importantly was seen to have bent over, picked up a nearly full can off of the desert dust floor, then chugged said can before placing empty in recycle-ready bag.
An angry pubescent fresh from getting his books stolen out of his locker, maybe, was seen yelling at Malibu and another rider on the corner of Catalina Highway and Snyder. The road was trafficless and the two riders were not obstructing traffic. The truck, driven by the angst-ridden, pimple-faced, hormonally confused teen, parked behind the pair and waited before proceeding around. After proceeding six feet forward, not inconvenienced in the least because there was a stop sign, he opened his car door and yelled, “GET!….Out!….Of……road” then mumbled off. The pair of cyclists, one on the phone with another cyclist, laughed hysterically.
The Tucson Police Department was able to locate two (2) TaSondra Bentleys in their system. One being black, the other being white. A local cyclist using the name as a stage name is reportedly scared that she might already be in the Tucson Police Computer Profiling System. If anyone has any information on whether the woman breaking into cars on Country Club was white or black, please comment below.
At a gas station after dark on the corner of Country Club and Ft. Lowell last night, a bum rolled up to a patron in his wheelchair and reportedly uttered this:
Bum: You got a nice lil car therrrre. Bet you can gimme some money.
Patron: Nope.
Bum: Ma’am. I’m Huuuuuuungray. I know you got food in there!!
Patron (beginning to clean out said car): Nope.
Bum: GOD DAMN it. I need money.
Patron: Me, too, man.
Bum (looking through the trash Patron is throwing away, mostly coffee cups): I bet there’s food in this stuff.
Patron: Nope. It’s garbage. That’s why I’m tossing it.
Bum: Huh. (long pause) So. You musta had as bad a day as I did.
Patron: Nope.
That’s all she wrote,
BB