Please Don't Get Me In Trouble
McDonald's Resturant
North East, MD
Winter, 2016
I am sitting at McDonald's, drinking coffee and answering my email. It's a cold, cold afternoon. It's snowing a little bit so I don't wander too far from my house. I'm here just to break up my routine a little bit. I'll go home soon, to my warm house and hot tub and cold beer.
A woman approaches me. She just left the rest room and is wiping her hands on her jeans. "Let me ask you something," she says as she interrupts my work. "Don't get me in trouble or nothing. You promise?"
I look at her but I don't get the jest of her statement.
"Do you have a few bucks or something. I want to get some french fries," she begs.
"I don't have any money on me", which is the truth. I just came in with enough money for a cup of coffee so I wouldn't buy fries or a burger or anything else.
"Oh, you aren't going to get me in trouble for asking you, are you? Please don't get me in trouble," she begs as she walks away and huddles in a booth in a corner, trying to make herself invisible so she does have to step outside and into the snow.
McDonald's Resturant
North East, MD
Winter, 2016
I am sitting at McDonald's, drinking coffee and answering my email. It's a cold, cold afternoon. It's snowing a little bit so I don't wander too far from my house. I'm here just to break up my routine a little bit. I'll go home soon, to my warm house and hot tub and cold beer.
A woman approaches me. She just left the rest room and is wiping her hands on her jeans. "Let me ask you something," she says as she interrupts my work. "Don't get me in trouble or nothing. You promise?"
I look at her but I don't get the jest of her statement.
"Do you have a few bucks or something. I want to get some french fries," she begs.
"I don't have any money on me", which is the truth. I just came in with enough money for a cup of coffee so I wouldn't buy fries or a burger or anything else.
"Oh, you aren't going to get me in trouble for asking you, are you? Please don't get me in trouble," she begs as she walks away and huddles in a booth in a corner, trying to make herself invisible so she does have to step outside and into the snow.
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