telephoner

So the weirdo I talked to today was Talat. Yeah, that's his real name.

"I just saw you from a distance, can I sit down? I'm just gonna wait bugging you til you've finished that chapter."


Then we talked about free diving for over one hour before he realized that his parking meter was out a long time ago. And I did it again.... handed out my number. Talat has a boat and he wants to take me for a ride. I don't know, it would be great, I love boats and I love the ocean. But I think I need to find a friend to take with me. He was friendly and absolutley harmless as far as I could tell, but I don't want to be too naive, because I know I could be.

Anyways, I always ask the person I give my number to call me so that I can save his/her number. Then I can choose to answer or not. I still have one guy from San Fracisco calling me every other day. He was probably one of those you should stay away from. But walking down the streets of Tenderloin, a bad neighbourhood in SF where I happened to stay with a CSer, I believe it's safer to talk to people then to ignore them. You don't want to piss the wrong guy off, right?