Random Story

Gather round blog readers, all 3 of you. I have a story to share.

So, this was in 2008, in April, in Tampa Florida. We were doing a survey on a pipeline under a state highway and had to shut down 2 lanes of traffic. In order to get the permit to do this, we had to work from 9pm to 5am. It was weird. I got used to it pretty quick tho. So there was a lot of random things you see staying up this late for 2 weeks on end.

One night we were eating dinner before 9pm and I was talking about Clockwork Orange, and how awesome it would be to have a pimp cane that had a sword in it. You could just pull that thing out and people wouldn't fuck with you at all. Then do your pimp strut and walk away. Conversations get silly when you are that kind of flip schedule. So we are doing our thing and about 2am rolls around and I see something on the side of the road in the gutter. I walk over with my Petzl light and I see a cane. This cane was short and looked weird. I go to pick it up. It was a pimp cane, with a sword in it. I picked it up and was like, no way. NO FUCKING WAY! So I'm beside myself cause I felt I had some sort of premonition. I run over to my coworkers from dinner and they were beside themselves. I never had anything that coincidental happen to me. I ended up leaving the pimp cane in the road. I was afraid that it might have been a murder weapon, which of course had about 4 workers prints all over it. I really didn't want a pimp cane and it was one more thing to carry the rest of the night. So somewhere in a suburb of Tampa Florida there is probably still a pimp cane floating around waiting for its rightful owner. It wasn't me. I'm not cut out for pimpin.