Couple of true stories for you while I'm fukked up and in the mood to tell em.
Be thankful for what you got....
First story ok...
Woke up one day hung over after a night of drinking.
Wake up to go to Wawa for morning coffee.
On the way, I stop and see this bum laid out in the street.
So I'm walking and he pulls himself up and turns to look at me as I'm walking.
He says hey man, could you please give me some money for coffee or to get something to eat?
I stop and look at him, Jesus was he fukked up looking.
like he been through a war zone.
I say what do you want I'm going in now i get it for you.
he said can you get me a coffee and maybe one of them pastries they got?
I say ok wait here.
So i go in and make the coffee and grab a couple breakfast sandwiches they call Sizzli. Two sausage, egg, and cheese.
So pay then go out he's waiting for me.
So I go to give him his coffee and sandwich and as I hand it to me he say thank God for you I can't believe it.
I say it's only a sandwich and coffee, it's cool you good now?
When I said that he gave me this look I'll never forget. Never forget.
Then he says i wasn't always this. I was successful once.
When he said I was hooked. I said ok now I'm interested. What's your story?
So he was at this point sitting on the curb outside the Wawa. So I sit down next to him.
He's sipping his coffee and eating his sandwich and then he looks at me.
He says I had my own business. I was in real estate and had a business
flipping houses.
I say really, bro? What happened?
He says I was making a lot of money at that time, going out partying all the time, drinking, living good.
One weekend at a club with my brother, I meet this girl.
I thought she was the best thing I ever seen.
Beautiful. Personality. Everything.
So we talked all night in the club and she ask for my number at the end of the night and I gave it to her.
Next thing I know we're dating, next thing we're married.
So while we were dating, she was very curious about my business so I taught her everything since she wanted to know.
Well, fast forward three years and things started going down with her.
I wanted to go to dinner, she didn't want to go. I wanted to take her on trips, she wasn't interested.
I didn't know what was wrong but I knew something wasn't right.
Well, I came home one day and her her shit was gone.
I see a letter on the kitchen table.
I open it. It says I'm sorry things had to be like this, this wasn't how I planned it. Things just happened so fast.
Please don't try to contact me you won't find me. Just let it be. I have to go.
At that point, I say bro what the fukk happened?
He looks at me and says I found out she transferred my funds into a separate account and she took off with my brother.
WTF?!!! WHAT?!!!
Bro, what the fukk did you do?
He said I lost everything I had i was ruined.
I told him I'm so sorry to hear that.
then I asked him are you here every day at this location?
he says sometimes. I say to him are you willing to work cause maybe I can make a couple phone calls for you.
he says yeah but I don't want to bother you. I say what are you fukkin serious? I say bro I'm going to get you straight and after we get you straight I'm going to make it a mission to find your brother and this bitch.
he says are you serious? I say deadly..
at that point I say to him bro be here tomorrow same time, I'll be here. I have to go now but just be here tomorrow same time.
he say I will be thank you.
next day came I go to Wawa early he's not there. I wait for over an hour. No show.
I get in my car start driving around looking for him.
never saw him again. Looked for him for months after that. No trace.
Second story...
my friend Rocco...
Rocco was a genius. Smartest dude ever always 1st in his class. Knew everything about everything.
Rocco went to school, became a doctor.
Rocco got out of school, took a job at a children's hospital.
Everything going great. Great job. Great money, Found a girl who loved him. Everything great.
Rocco got married.
Then Rocco had a baby.
And that's when Rocco lost his mind.
Rocco calls me one day. Bro, are you free? Can you come out and have a cigar with me?
Yeah Roc I got time for you. Where you at?
Ashton lounge.
Cool be right over.
Get there. Grab a cigar. We exchange greetings.
Then we start talking.
Right away I notice something is off with him.
Roc you ok bro? You look like something bothering you.
He says I quit my job.
I say you quit your job?! What happened?!
He looks at me look like he's about to cry.
He says I ccouldn't do it anymore Champ.
That's what he used to call me. Champ.
He says all those sick kids every day.
It wore me down. I couldn't take it anymore.
Once I had my daughter all I could think about was her.
And then treating one sick kid after another at work day after day.
I treated an 8 year old the other day diagnosed with leukemia I almost lost it in the room. It took every ounce of strength I had not to break down right there.
Eventually I did have a breakdown at home champ.
I couldn't do this anymore.
So I just left.
I said what about your wife and daughter Roc?
How do they get by?
He said I can find another job but just not this.
So off Rocco went. Into another field.
The point of these stories is this...
BE THANKFUL.
BE GRATEFUL FOR WHAT YOU GOT BECAUSE EVEN IF YOU THINK YOU GOT IT BAD THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEONE WAY WORSE OFF THAN YOU.
