Shari
IsItFridayYet?
husband and I are sitting here. I'm reading posts, and he's watching the tube (shocking, I know).
It is 11:30 pm. Our lights are on.
A car pulled in the drive and a woman came to the door. She says she's new here and got called in to work tonight, she just opened a checking account at the bank and doesn't have her debit card yet, so she has no way to get gas money to get to work. She saw our lights on and just stopped.
Incredibly disturbing...
Much to husband's chagrin, I gave her $14. Mostly just to get her out of the house. She was talking a mile a minute...honestly trying to get to work? Could be. Manic? possible. Strung out? possible. Didn't invite her in far enough to look at her. She showed id, cell phone number, gave names of locals who she's renting from and an address I know...
Very uneasy feeling...
It is 11:30 pm. Our lights are on.
A car pulled in the drive and a woman came to the door. She says she's new here and got called in to work tonight, she just opened a checking account at the bank and doesn't have her debit card yet, so she has no way to get gas money to get to work. She saw our lights on and just stopped.
Incredibly disturbing...
Much to husband's chagrin, I gave her $14. Mostly just to get her out of the house. She was talking a mile a minute...honestly trying to get to work? Could be. Manic? possible. Strung out? possible. Didn't invite her in far enough to look at her. She showed id, cell phone number, gave names of locals who she's renting from and an address I know...
Very uneasy feeling...