I can't carry at work... let me rephrase that... I can not carry at work... No need anyway. I'm behind two badge activated doors to the secure lab.
Last night as I got off shift @ 11:00 pm, the oncoming shift tech told me about my coworker, who had just left, being "accosted" by a 'solicitous" young lady... We were all standing out front as she was relating this story...
My cel phone rang... co worker that had just left, telling me to go back inside... I said no, the oncoming tech had told me all about this young lady.
This is what she (the oncoming tech) told me:
"Last week, our last day before the weekend. This gal comes up to me (the oncoming tech, a female) and doesn't know what to say... but when my coworker shows up, she's all over him asking him
"...for a couple of bucks for gas 'cause her friends had ditched her (She was on foot)."
The second tech said "I don't have any money."
Meth head solicitors reply: "sure you do, gimme some."
2nd tech: "No, I don't carry money to work, I don't need it here."
Meth head: "Well, could you give me a ride?" If you're nice to me... I could be 'nice' to you..."
2nd tech: "No, I have to go in to go to work, besides my truck is clear across the plant."
Meth head walks off.
That was last week.
Last night, she's back asking my co-worker for money as he leaves... and then the oncoming tech relates the story... I get the call... and here comes the little lady now...
She comes up the stairs... Looks me in the eye, smiles (black teeth, hence the suspicion of meth abuse, early stages. And twitchy/nervous/bouncing from one foot to the other... ).... Before she gets a word out.... I said, "No, I don't have money for gas. No, I won't give you a ride, even if you're nice to me. No, I CAN NOT help you." In my stern voice...
"Okay" She says... and off she goes.
Truly a sad deal... but I'm not gonna give the gal money to further her own demise... Our plant is two blocks from police HQ, BTW... She was gutsy... I'll give her that.