(http://4 NULL.bp NULL.blogspot NULL.com/_ojyahdSAHtg/RrEJcVBrzAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JkhrNHZDcSM/s1600-h/img443 NULL.jpg)Can you see what the name is?
yup. that’s right. my cab driver the other day was a ghost. I literally did a Laurel and Hardy double take when I saw his name. I was like “wait a minute, Didn’t he get shot shot shot up?”
then for a split second i was like “whoa he survived that and is now a cab driver.”
I was saddened about how that story must have moved along. Man gets racially profiled by police who thought he was up to no good because he just happened to be outside. He freaks out cuz he’s like “why are they watching me?” They chase him down an alley way and when he takes out his wallet to maybe show them an ID or something, the adrenaline filled cops think its a gun and shoot him 50 times (the account in the book Blink is an interesting angle). Cut to 8 years later and the dude is a cab driver.
I texted a bunch of people. Reactions ranged from “Take a picture with him!” to “who?” I got online to find out. The man i was thinking of was, in fact, killed. Then i was disappointed with my faulty knowledge and even more disappointed with the people that said “who?” Guess that name is much more common than i thought.