Today while sitting on my pops front porch while burning someones unsecured Wi-Fi up a nice red chevy hatchback pulled up to the house across the street from me. It has a for rent sale in the yard and I’ve noticed cars stopping by every now and and then to get the number.
The car pulled into the driveway and a little girl got out and knocked on the door. No answer. There was a car already in the driveway that had never been their before but I hadn’t seen it pull up or anybody get out of it, so I didn’t know if the car was just parked there or somebody from that car was in the house.
After the the little girl got no answer the woman on the driver side and got out and got my attention.
She asked did I know the people who owned it. I said no. She said she had been calling for the last three days and got nothing but the voicemail. I didnt say anything.
She said if the white folks who owned it didn’t want to rent to her because she was black they should just say it. I was like okay. She said that if I saw the white folks I should tell them give her a call.
She said thank you and left.
She wasn’t too bad looking either but she was definitely crazy. She wasn’t crazy enough to be submitted but she was up there.
30 minutes later a little kid walked out the house went to the corner store down the street and on his back he high fived a smaller kid on a bike.
