Re: hitchhiker curiosity question
Wanee 2013 I picked up a hitchhiker on I-10, maybe 20 miles from the park. Pass the time, just to see another slice of life. I still had my first WANEE glow on. I have some pretty good (and proven) defense measures in the bus, so i felt very secure in picking him up.
Toothless (well, for the casual exam i gave...) and smelled like he had been living in the woods for days.
Turned out it was 4 days, since he left tampa. LONG story short, he got pissed when a 'roomie' at the flophouse wouldnt give him a smoke, so when roomie went to the bathroom, he took one. Escalate to police called and petty theft charges and assault (!) charges.
I had some fruit in the front, he devoured a few oranges. He declined the apples, saying he couldnt chew them.
He was going to a 'new life' in Ft Ticonderoga NY. There was an uncle up there who he was friendly with. Hadnt talked for a while, but friendly. His plan was to use a bailsman to bail out of jail (check) scoot out of town before the case went to trial, default on the bondsman (check) Make his way to NY hitchhiking (in progress) and hideout with uncle (plan). He would have no problem financially, cause he had already switched his disability check to mail to his uncle's place
They will never find him.
Now about 20 miles outside of JAX i stopped for gas. He went out to buy a cigarette or two from...anyone. Said he would offer then a dime a piece. I did the math, and I dont smoke but I think that math is a bit shy. Thats $2 a pack, right?
He came back with 6. Smoked 2 (!) while i filled up and went inside, asking him to stand at the back of the bus where I could see him. He seemed to show no discomfort in the request, it felt weird to me to feel the need to... but I did.
Back on the road, we got to 95. He going north, me going south. It is pouring.
I dug out a Disney poncho with the Littlest mermaid cast all over it , and gave him the rest of the oranges along with some bananas i had in back.
Last I saw, he was off in a downpour, motivated and marching up the entrance ramp. Smoke in the mouth, and food in hand. Man with a plan, and prolly the best he felt in days.
Glad it wasn't me. I dont have so many bad days now reflecting on his lot in life.
I am more serene and content for picking up a hitchhiker. Might try it again if I have an open seat.