Interesting situation happened to me last week. Well, interesting to me. I went to the ATM back in my little village in Holland. I had my headphones blaring in my ears. I put my card in, entered my PIN and just then a man walked up to the machine to the right.
And I didn’t miss a beat… I followed the on screen instructions, grabbed my card and cash and went on my way. Big deal, right! Right! BIG DEAL! Ya see, I spent a lot of the last year in Latin America…
In Latin America I would never dare go the ATM with my headphones on! I mean, I effectively removed one of my five senses. And that’s just dangerous.
I was jumped in Colombia, spat on in Peru, had fruit thrown at me in Nicaragua. Let’s just say, my guard was always up! I felt like fucking Robocop, looking at every human being (and dog) passing by. Assessing risk. Staring at faces. Looking at hands (for weapons). Alert at ALL times!
Its a dirty game y’all
Y’all got ta be careful about who you fuck with and who you don’t fuck with
Cause the shit get wild y’all
Keep your mind on your riches, Baby
Keep your mind on your riches
So is my guard down? No, it’s not down. Anything can happen at any given moment, in any given place, to any given person. But it’s certainly “downer”. It’s fun to walk the streets with my headphones on. It’s cool to take out my Android LG G2x awesome smart phone to change a song or use the GPS with no worries — most of them have BETTER phones than I do!
If you’re looking for a point, you’ve come to the wrong place. For that’s all I got.
And what’s this got to do with Stroopwaffles? What ARE stroopwaffles?
Answer 1: Nothing, I just don’t have a picture of the ATM, so I’m gonna throw up the picture of me enjoying a stroopwaffle.
Answer 2: It’s a cookie but basically a sandwich with thin waffles for bread and caramel for the filling. MMMMMMMMMMMM.
Peace in the middle east,