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Over time Jason and I have developed a group of people, whose names we don't ever remember, that we have given nick names. Entertainment for us.
This guy that Don works with wears nothing but tear away pants and plans out what he is going to do to his integra.
The new girl at work is asian and one day I was on the phone with her and she thought that I said "your asian will be waiting outside" when I really said agent.
The roomate of my neighbor. In St. Bernard we would call them Hey Brahs. I don't know how else to described them.
There is this nerdy guy that lives in the parking lot of where I work. Not homeless, there is an apartment off to the side. He looks like at one time he was a nerd and came to NOLA from Vermont to go to school. He has dreads and sings Rastafarian songs. Aptly dubbed rage against the machine.
Okay I realize most people do however this chick does it in her bathroom window that is not frosted. So the Maintenance guys have a free show.
"Don't be fooled by the Rocks that i got, I am just Jenny from the Block, I used to have a little now I have alot." In apt. C on the other side there is Jenny. A friend gives her rocks, jewelry, and pre-K she didn't have alot but now after the storm she would ride around picking up furniture and shit so her apt is bursting at the seems.
Not really inventive here. She lives in the apt A on my side and well in the beginning we didn't know her name, so she received TargetLady as a name.
Not inventive here either. He works at Delmonico's or he did so we called him that cause we never talked tohim much until recently.
Well I guess that this is a little creative. The guy that hired me, I think he is the one that hired me, is taking a little time to warm up to me. I understand cause well I am alot to handle. So I would try my hardest to make him laugh or deal with me and usually I just hear crickets.
This guy is old school, Pre-K. He owned the gas station at the begining of my street. He had a trciked out Honda Accord that was semi-cool except for the orange peel paint job, dubbed Maaco.
He lived across the street from Jason and he would see us outside and come over and ask Got some CIgarettes?.
This guy was all about being gangsta . Listened to rap and even dressed he part, but I guess he ran out of funds for the car so he drove a Ford Aspire with a System. It was a light beige color. Now it wouldn't be that bad except for the fact the guy was 6'4. So his knees were at his chin the whole time he was trying to floss it. Whatever that means.
This was the residence that Got Some CIgarettes and RollerSkate lived in. There were always new residents of the g-life kind.
He lived two houses down from my house at Schnell. He would come outside at 7am every morning, yes every single one that I resided there ad Sing, "This is the day that lord has made I will rejoice in it..."
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