Another one: Back in the day, USC and Notre Dame games were a big thing. Two of my friends and I went into Chicago for the USC pep rally. It ended up being lame, so we decided that we'd hit a couple of clubs. At the time, I think we went to one owned by Rodman. Anyway, we took a cab there and got dropped off, only to find out that the club didn't open until midnight. Being a couple of broke kids, we didn't want to spend drink money on more cabs. So in our infinite wisdom, we decided that we'd walk back to the pep rally. Worst mistake ever.
Things started getting seedy pretty quickly. We sorta realized our error and tried to flag some cabs, but none of them would stop. Another bad sign. We should have turned around, but bravado. Now we're all dressed to the nines, hoping to score with some ladies. We're now walking straight through the ghetto. At one point, there are some guys on the other side of the street telling us that it's dangerous to walk on the side we were on. We decided to ignore them and keep walking, because they were the ones that seemed dangerous. Not long after that, I remember looking at some of the projects and that's when I realized that I was walking past Cabrinni Green. Literally one of the worst projects to ever exist. IIRC, some little kid got smoked from a sniper in one of the towers.
I was pretty sure we were going to robbed and there was a good chance we were going to die. It was just a matter of time. So we're briskly walking towards the city. I remember we crossed an intersection and coming up the street were a group of young men who didn't look friendly. Now, what was about to happen was amazing. We're crossing the street, they're coming up it. We're on a collision course. Just as we nearly intersect, one of the guys stomps his feet really hard. Before any of us even knew what had happened, I looked down and my feet were in an open run. We ran and ran and ran to safety.
I bet those guys laughed all week about those stupid white kids.
Things started getting seedy pretty quickly. We sorta realized our error and tried to flag some cabs, but none of them would stop. Another bad sign. We should have turned around, but bravado. Now we're all dressed to the nines, hoping to score with some ladies. We're now walking straight through the ghetto. At one point, there are some guys on the other side of the street telling us that it's dangerous to walk on the side we were on. We decided to ignore them and keep walking, because they were the ones that seemed dangerous. Not long after that, I remember looking at some of the projects and that's when I realized that I was walking past Cabrinni Green. Literally one of the worst projects to ever exist. IIRC, some little kid got smoked from a sniper in one of the towers.
I was pretty sure we were going to robbed and there was a good chance we were going to die. It was just a matter of time. So we're briskly walking towards the city. I remember we crossed an intersection and coming up the street were a group of young men who didn't look friendly. Now, what was about to happen was amazing. We're crossing the street, they're coming up it. We're on a collision course. Just as we nearly intersect, one of the guys stomps his feet really hard. Before any of us even knew what had happened, I looked down and my feet were in an open run. We ran and ran and ran to safety.
I bet those guys laughed all week about those stupid white kids.