meeting mr hotdog

I was walking down lake ave on sunday after church ossolating between setting up my cart and calling it a rain day when I saw that our neighbour the hot dog cart guy had set up. I thought to myself, "self you should introduce your... well... um self." So I did. "Hi jason morris. I will be your neighbour this summer." The old man warmly replies, "oh, you got that there johnneys cart right?" "yes that's right, johny gelato" I replied.

All of the sudden the nice old man turned into some sort of gelato hating alien. And starts yelling at me about permits and location and how I need to me a block further away from beach if I am even supposed to be there at all. I continued to be gracious listening to his grumblings until finally he asked, "what is it exactly that you are selling?" I said we sell Itialian Gelato, it's kinda like ice cream. "

Bingo, talk about an instant countenance change. All of the sudden I wasn't a threat and this guy decides to become my new best friend. From night to day this guys attitude went from being ready to have me hauled off in a cruiser to what can I do to help me out. Now he says, "well as long as your not sellin anything I got you can set up here right next to me young man." I am pretty sure he saw dollar signs but what ever gets you ahead right.

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j.