Disappointing days.

 The plan: the Cousin wanted to go to a program now that she's expecting (allegedly) and called to ask for ten bucks to tide her over until I get out of work, and bring her to be checked in. I told her to meet me at a time and place and she insisted she will be there. You know where this is going, don't you? I got a text shortly after explaining that her dealer never showed and she's waiting for her arrival. She said I could park down the road and wait too, but I opted to drive home and await her call with held breath.

Let's skip forward to after I get home by myself. Just as I'm settling in, Justice is at the door with her degenerate pimp couple. They wanted me to let them plug in an iphone into my laptop to erase all the data. Apparently, the girl pimp, let's name her Sarah, gave the phone to her son who was in a program (glad someone made it), and he found incriminating, illegal shit on it. She recovered her phone from her son, but the damage was done. The icy, delicate relationship with her family could be shattered by the contents of this phone, and now they are in a desperate race against time to remove the contents prior to her mother's arrival within the half hour! 

They took an Uber to my place, with the hopes that I can magically reset the phone to it's original factory settings sans incriminating data. Sara and her boyfriend, who we will call Thug, wanted to come into the apartment. If you've seen my pornos, you know the place is a dump for valuable items I covet. I refused entry and we attempted the feat in the hallway. Sara is a hefty woman with long brown hair, who can't separate herself from her fiercly jealous man Thug, a black man of unimpressive average build, just under six feet, and comes complete with no job and warrants. The two live off of selling drugs and pimping Justice. I hate the both of them. Justice looked worn down, old, and wearing a denim skirt and shirt. The two girls waited in the adjacent hallway as Thug watched a YouTube video that was spending more time trying to get  him to like and subscribe than helping to alleviate his dilemma. In the end, she didn't know the password to unlock her phone and could not achieve anything of significance. ie failure. I received twenty dollars for my efforts. They decided to swap phones with a counterfeit and try to fool her mother. 

I'm curious to see how this turns out. Also, I received a text from the cousin, at 2am asking if I was awake.