Location: Chinatown, Washington, DC
Rating: Honorary Mention
Caption: I assume this is either a newbie to the junkie world, as his appearance didn’t seem to be mangy, or he was a severely mentally ill fellow. He was so kind to keep me company on the other side of the window at Starbucks while I attempted to get some work done; however, his repeated in-depth conversations with my book bag made it rather difficult to concentrate. I imagine he was discussing either the upcoming election, the laws of gravity, or the difference between mitosis and meiosis.
Description: And in a nutshell, this is why I don’t post submissions from DC… While DC is crawling with heroin addicts to the point where they have the highest per capita rate of injection-based HIV infections, for some reason the people living there (or should I say resting there for a few years before they land that sweet government gig in Utah they were gunning for from the start) have no idea how to spot a good heroin addict!
Let me start by saying, this guy is NOT on heroin. At the very worst he is schizophrenic and off his meds, and at that not for long looking at the his state of dress and cleanliness. More realistically, he’s a lost African tourist so pissed off that Americans would be stupid enough to pay $5 for a cup of what is basically warm water filtered through a plant which is probably a weed back in Ethiopia that he is actually yelling in the general direction of the store in disgust.
Either way, while I’m grateful for the submission and always appreciate a good people-watching video, this is a little off topic for this site.