If there’s three things my friend Dan loves, its baseball, beer and jokes. Dan is the person to find humor in almost any situation. Like our freshman year of high school when Dan’s older brother, Tommy (a Senior at the time), had gotten arrested for trying to sell drugs to our school police officer, because he thought he seemed like “a chill guy”. I first met Dan in 6th grade resource room, a class period dedicated to help those students who need a little extra help with things such as writing, reading and any other academic aspect. Dan and I had befriended one another because we both were considered the resource room geniuses, thanks in part to the fact that we were both taking classes such as Honors Math and Science. …show more content…
It was a real simple walk looking back at it. All we had to do was head toward 8th avenue from west 42nd street, down to west 46th street and we were there. In total, I’d say a simple 5 to 6 minute walk at most. However, things are never that easy with Dan. As we started down west 46th street, we approached a “sale street”. A sale street is where many vendors try and sell knockoff or cheap goods to the New York tourists in hope to earn some quick cash. My parents would always warn me about these streets, giving me four rules to follow if ever on one. The rules are the following:
Don’t make eye contact with a vendor
Don’t check your wallet for cash.
Don’t ask the vendor any questions (ie. how much something costs, directions, what they are selling)
And don’t take anything that is free.
If you follow those four simple rules, you will leave the street with a full wallet and the pride of a victorious ancient …show more content…
They couldn’t believe what was happening. This kid was seriously offering them $100 dollars for their mixtape.
“Yeah... Yeah man.” the rapper replied taking the hundred dollar bill. “Here you go” he said handing Dan the change.
It was two singles.
Dan looked down at the money, back up at the rapper, down at the money again, and once more at the rapper.
“Awesome! Thanks for the CD!” Dan said offering a fist bump as he walked away.
I walked to the pizza joint following Dan’s lead. Nothing was said between us as we made our way over. I honestly didn’t know what to say. I wasn’t sure if Dan knew what had just happened. Did he really not realize that he had not only taken the CD from the rapper, but paid nearly $100 dollars for it. Statistically speaking it was probably just a CD of Malware Software that was going to wreck his computer. Dan had to have realized that he was given only $2 dollars back at least.
We had arrived at the Pizza Shop. We approached the counter of the store, ready to order.
“I got us, you can cover me when you become a famous comedian” Dan said with joyful laughter.
“We’ll take 4 pepperoni slices, an order of garlic knots, and 2 cokes” said Dan.
“Alright, your total is $25 dollars. Cash only”. The cashier