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    kind of long..

    In L.A. five years ago, On my way out to run some errands I was waiting at a stop sign, when a guy walks up to the drivers side window and says I need a ride. As I had just smoked and was talking on my phone, it took me a second, he then went into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash easily a couple thousand dollars worth, and said Im not going to rob you, I just need a ride. By the time I had completed processing he was sitting in my car. Im not a small guy, but he was taller and heavier 6foot 4 and at least 250, so there was no way i was wrassling him out of the car.

    So I decided to enjoy the ride. I asked where it was we were going.

    He told me he was a rapper from the bay area, on tour with someone i have since forgot, and that his car was in the shop and he needed to go to the cleaners to pick up some clothes. the direction he was walking from had a mechanic- good one i used him, so i figured ok.

    He then asked me if I liked to smoke weed, this was as he was lighting a very large blunt of what i later figured was purple haze. I said sure.

    As we are talking about various bay area rappers, he was not a fan of casual, didn't disagree with him too much, we kept smoking. By the time we arrived at the Laundromat we were just finishing our second blunt. I park and he runs into the laundromat to retrieve a handful of throw back jerseys.

    He places them in my back seat and runs back in to get the rest.

    Right after he gets inside, he immediately turns around and runs up to the drivers side window. And says "Man, Dave, that was cool."

    I said "What was cool Jo-Jo?"

    He said, "you could have just driven off with all my shit. at first I didn't know if I could trust you, but you are cool."

    I said to myself, "Jo-Jo, you say you didn't know if you could trust me? You got in my car smoking weed in the middle of the afternoon."

    So he goes back in and gets another handful of jerseys and throws them in the back seat and we were on our way. He lights blunt number three.

    We are driving, I said something disparaging about a friend of his from oakland, and we entered into a couple minutes of uncomfortable silence. This didn't stop him from passing me the blunt, so I figured I wasn't in any harm.

    still driving, back to the auto shop, and as we pass this high end motoring dealership he asks me to pull over, as he was in the market for some rims. I park, and he says I should come in with him, so I lock up and we go inside.

    He starts to talk to the dealers about some rims, and I start walking around looking at the ferraris, and lamborghinis etc.

    He doesn't see any rims he likes, so instead we sit in 3-5 different cars he in the driver seat me in the passenger seat, and we pretend to be racing, moving our bodies around imaginary turns, and making accelerating sounds. It was all very fun and quite surreal.

    We leave, he says we should head back to the auto shop cause he needs to do a sound check. as we are driving back, he thanks me again and gives me somewhere close to 3/4 worth of the purple haze we were smoking.

    Says he was staying at the roosevelt, and that if I liked ho's he could bring a couple by after the show. I said that would be interesting, but I had plans, but if anything changed I would call him.

    We pulled up the auto shop just as his truck was being pulled out of the stall. Let him out he opened the back, full of speakers, and shoe boxes.

    I decided to not run my errands and went home to smoke a couple more blunts.

    Moral of the story, some times you got to trust people, and it will all work out.

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