Ganja Man

My next door neighbor’s nephew chatted me up as he saw me in the hall one evening. He gave the usual spiel and tried to pick me up. He was kinda cute with his long dreadlocks and Caribbean accent and after seeing him in the building a few more times, I invited him in to my place to hang out.

We talked about random things as we smoked bidis and sometime during the conversation, he noticed my messenger bag that had Rock and Roll buttons pinned down the length of the strap. He admired them, Bob Marley, The Cure, Poison, etc. and exclaimed “Ooh, you have those buttons on your bag just like those white girls!”