Last night, a young friend came by to visit, said he wanted a change of scenery. Seems like his life is falling apart around his ankles and he doesn't know what to do. As the story goes, he has been bounced among family memebers since he was 14. His mom died and he was left to go to whomever would take him in. Now, being a 24 year old man, he hasn't realized that it's time to 'man-up' and take care of his damn self!
He moved in with his brother, under the stipulation that he buys his own food and put gas in the car when he uses it. Between the lies that he shoots me, I gathered that much. He won't work this job, because 'they ain't paying enuff'. He won't work that job because, 'the hours ain't right". His brother is threatening to put him out. So, instead of facing his financial woes and finding any job like the rest of the grown folk, he had this big idea....."Imma rob somebody just to get caught so I can go to jail. At least I'll get to eat and have a place to sleep." WTF?!?!
I've been so broke that my kids had to play with their imaginations. I've written post-dated checks to feed my family (before Walmart perfected check debit). I've frequented the cash-until-payday so often that they knew me by name. But the only robbery I've commited was robbing Peter to pay Paul. I tried to explain to him...this life is about making deals. As grown folk, you gotta do what it takes to survive. Robbing Joan Q. Public just to go to jail is dumb. I know my shyt is fucked up....but it could always be worst.
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