So I'm at the laundreymat (my place came with everything but W/D) anyway and this dude is trying to shake this mexicans hand and the dudes freakin out cause the mexican wont shake his hand...this mexican is scared shitless... calls the cops... anyway guy comes up to me like shake my hand so being the good guy I am I do (after checking is hand for sharp objects) and talk to the guy trying to defuse the situation telling him Mr. mexican is prolly scared shitless doesnt understand... dudes eyes are bloodshot like crazy and hes talking some insane terrorist stuff and tells me how hes on meds..
So theres this other guy with him and dude #1 gets talked to by the cops and thrown out of the mat and dude #2's talking to me about it.. .how his friend needs help and goes onto how the CIA is watching him.... so then I notice this scratch on my hand and I'm thinking pshyco scratched me trying to give me like freakin aids or something loosing my goddamn mind I finish my laundry rush home wash my hands and inspect the scratch.... its all itchy and shit.... Finally I stop to think its itchin cause I'm freakin out and I prolly have a scratch cause I just got a kitten and she scratches the hell outa me Plus I didnt rub my hand on his just barely shaked it and the scratch is like 2.5inches long..... anyway just a moment of irrational fear for all the read...(atleast I hope its irrational)
