Well, first, the dry cleaners gave me a receipt saying it would only cost me $2.50 for dry cleaning two shirts. Well, I go in, and they gave one shirt the whole steam regalia, which brought it to $8 total. I was annoyed, and I'm not going back to them.
As for the second, we were surveying two circuits in west Wilmington with our camera. And my intern had shown nervousness being in the city. For example, we had already had an incident where a couple of elderly black men across the street were calling over to us. And he was like, "Keep walking." and I go, "Nah, it's okay." So we crossed and chatted for a bit. That was about a month ago. And I thought it was because he was a suburb boy and not used to the city.
Anyway, we're walking in the city and this part of town is slightly below average. It's not even the bad part of town. That's over on the east side at the housing authority building. So, we're walking a few blocks taking photos and I had no problem but he was skittish. We get to the end, and on our way back there was a large black family holding some type of wake on their front porch. Aty least, I assumed it was a wake, because there was a car with a "funeral" tag parked on the corner. So I felt like we were intruding so I kinda wanted to get out of there.
We're passing, and just as we passed, someone of the group called out, "Whatcha shooting with your camera?" So I turn around and walk back and explain what we're doing. So then I turn around to finish off, and my intern whispers to me under his breath, "
ing black people." And mean, I'm like, what?!? First, I'm increadibly embarrassed because we were still close enough to the party that they might have heard him. And like, after a few steps away, I say to him, "Dude, that is not nice." I meant "right" instead of "nice." But I guess because of the shock of the comment it just didn't come out right.
So he tries to explain himself, "Well, you know, I don't mean black people." And all that. And then he starts trying to prove he's not racist. Because a few houses down there were four or five hispanic teams playing latin music sitting on the porch and he goes, "I think that music is actually pretty catchy." Catchy? Who the hell says catchy? So I mercifly change the subject by pointing out that our walk is downhioll, since the six blocks we hiked were totally uphill.
Anyway, we're about halfway back to the car, and I'm in the middle of the block, and I'm passing back by another group of kids. And we're walking downhill nd I'm looking down at the corner and I see this scruffy white kid doing the hand pass on a drug deal. One guy going north south, the other going east west. I saw the money and drugs changed in the same hand for speed. It was like something you'd see on TV.
And one of the delinquents in the group a few feet behind me suddenly calls out to the guy who did the deal at the end of the corner. And I'm trying to suppress a laugh. Because this idiot just did a drug deal in front of me, while I have a camera, and the gang leader saw me see him do the drug deal. And I pass by the dealer as he walks by me up the block and I nod my head at the guy, and he nods at me. And as we're walking away I can hear his buddy start scholding him for doing a drug deal in front of us. If I recall, the guy said to him, "Look who's around you." At least, I think that's what I heard as me and my partner were walking away. And I ask my summer guy, "Did you see that?" And even thought he was standing right next to me he had totally missed it. "See what?"
s I dunno...I thought it wasn't bad 
Not stupendous, by any means, but probably worth at least 4 
