One day I am at five guys, I ordered my food. Behind the register over at the burger station I see this kid that I used to go to high school with. You know how you see kids from school out in public and try to unsee 'em I thought about doing that for a second, but them I thought, "I might be able to get some free food out of this in the future, I don't know. I don't know, like, he might give me a free milkshake or something." So, I go over, I'm waitin', like i'm lookin' on Twitter and he comes over and hands me the bag and I'm like, "What's up, Alvin?" "I know you?" "Yeah, uhhhh, English class, senior year." "An-, an-, an-, Anthony, Anthony right?" "Adande" "Adande, a, a man, uhh, can you give me a ride home?" So, I'm like, alright. Where do you live? "I'm right here, near Gorden." His shift is over, we get in my car, I'm driving to his house. I had my phone in the little cubby hole in the middle, he grabs it and calls himself. I probably should start putting a lock on my phone, at some point. I see this in the corner of my eye and I'm kinda just like, "Yea, you working with the feds bro, don't be snatching my up phone like that." Then he goes, "Make a right right here Nick." This dude had me turn into the Hood. Binghamton and Trinadad did not prepare me for this hood You know when you go to Disney and you see a parade and you know how people are lining the streets. Imagine that in a neighborhood, but half of these people don't have shirts on and there's random washing machines on street corners. Alvin is not saying a word, he's all talkative until we turn into the street Badrrrrrrrrrrda, as soon as we turn into his hood It's like that Disney parade that I was telling you about, but you're the only float going down the street. A few days later, I start gettin' the itch "I need, I need some Five Guys bruh." I go back to Five Guys, guess who's at the burger station behind the register making burgers. I go pay for my burger, he like, "Na nanananana na, he's good just give it to him." Free food...now you're talking to me on a spiritual level. He goes back there, he's makin' the burger He hand s me the bag and he goes, "A, Nick, I can get a ride." He just gave me free food. Like, how do I not? I give him a ride home, them same 50 people are just outside I don't go to Five Guys for like three days after that. The I get a phone call, "Hey dog, you can gimme a ride home?" So now he starts calling me and askin' for a ride home and that becomes like a regular thing I don't got time to be...uber-ing people. Every time he'd call I would get up, go to Five Guys, he'd give my free food, take him home, *sigh* Every time I drop him and turn around and have to leave I feel like these dudes are sizing me up, harder and harder each time. So know me all paranoid, I'm home checkin' Google lookin' at the Bat Mobile schematics, thinkin' of how I can armor proof my car. I kinda figure out a schedule and I would try to go on days that he wouldn't work, like I'd peek around the corner, look through the glass, I don't see him inside, turn around, he's already in my car. Hes got my iPod in his hand, hes like cueing up the next song. *sighs* I'm home editing one day and I get a call from him "Hello" "Ay Nick, I got bad news, I gotta move." "YES!, I-, I-, I mean-, I mean no, no, noohoo, that's terrible, you're not gonna-, you're not gonna be living around here no more? Wha-, Where you moving to?" " I gotta move over to the East side of town, bruh, I'm like 40 minutes away, Nick, I'm trying to transfer to a Five Guys over there. So you know come holla at me." So, Alvin moves and I have not heard from him since, not a single call. I think this whole experience has left me traumatized though 'cause like every time I think about going to a Five Guys, I'm always like, lurkin' through the bushes, peekin' in through the window, making sure Alvin's not at this location. Before I walk in.
