Direct from Leeds coach station - A bloody breeding ground for these people..
So I’m walking through to get my coach, and listening to sick beats from A-Skillz, when some bloke stops me…
“Got a pen mate????” (There could have well been a please in there, I couldn’t hear it over these dope beats)
Let me describe this fine gentleman… He was clearly in the building trade.. Due to his fine high visibility safety attire.. Add a cut down the left of his face and not eaten for what looked for a while… And you’ve got the guy in front of me…
“I need a pen to write this number of my Facebook before my time runs out… I’ve managed to get a quid and I need to reverse charges to my missus, so she can get the bank card and get me some money” (God knows how!)
(Yeh sure mate, let me check the mobile WHSmiths I’m wheeling around!)
Technology prevails, whipped out my phone and wrote the number down - I thought about just ringing the number for him… That would have been the right thing l to do… But this is Leeds..
A quick walk to the travel centre, we’ve got a pen.. We traded numbers (even if it wasn’t my number I gave him.. Did I just pull? :/)
He thanked me for giving him 2 minutes of my time (more like 3 mate!).. And off I went.
Oh and I got the coach in time too.