Booker T: From Prison to Promise by Booker T Huffman; Andrew William Wright

Author:Booker T Huffman; Andrew William Wright [Wright, Booker T Huffman; Andrew William]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: vl-wrestling
Publisher: Medallion Press
Published: 2012-01-24T05:00:00+00:00

8

THE WENDY’S BANDITS

The traumatic memory of the sidewalk stabbing remained at the forefront of my thoughts for days. Meanwhile, the drudgery of Wendy’s was getting me down. Working the same dead-end job every day for hours on end with no hope of advancement played games with my head. It got to the point that I couldn’t stand looking at my coworkers. At home I saw those popular “Where’s the beef?” commercials on television and lost it. All I could think about was punching that old lady to show her exactly where the damn beef was. It was driving me crazy, and I didn’t know how much longer I could hack it.

I was so relieved when a friend from Willow Creek Apartments came on board to help relieve the monotony. I’d met Zach and his wife around the pool, and he and I had played basketball here and there. The minute I first saw him, I could tell he was from the streets, and I gravitated to him. In fact, Zach had been in prison for robbery. Although he had a definite edge, he carried himself with a cool, laid-back attitude that was a welcome addition at work.

Before I knew it, my twentieth birthday had come and gone, but I was still really impressionable and open to all kinds of ideas. One of my brilliant new schemes came after I reunited with Billie Jean, who was now living nearby and running with a new pimp named Toffa.

Toffa lived in an apartment adjacent to Billie’s and was a stereotypical Rastafarian, complete with long, thick, ropelike dreadlocks. His accent was so thick it was almost impossible to understand a word he said. He was also one of the major marijuana dealers in Houston. I had never seen anything like his weed business before. Sure, over the years I had seen some operations here and there, but what I walked into this time was some serious action.

Once Toffa got to know me and felt I could be trusted, he decided to show me what was going on in an additional apartment he rented across the courtyard. When I walked in, my jaw almost hit the floor. The first thing I saw was a table with at least ten pounds of marijuana in a huge pile on top.

“Holy shit,” I said, unable to stop staring like it was the first naked girl I’d ever seen. “That’s a lot of weed.”

Toffa stood there smiling like a proud father.

Sitting all around the table were a bunch of people just cutting and chopping away, preparing the weed for plastic bags. Smoke was everywhere. I could barely even see my hands. My mind was doing backflips as I kept trying to process the scene.

Hanging out with Billie and Toffa became paramount among my weekly responsibilities. It was hard to say no to an endless supply of sweet, stinky weed that seemed to whisper in my ear day and night: Pssst, hey, Booker, wanna get high again? Hell, yes, I did.

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