Now I know not to walk too (obviously) alone

One of the things I've set out for myself to learn is that, if I ever bump into a situation where it feels a little weird, if it is not an outright crime I'll take it as a learning experience.


And this is one of them.


Today, while I was on my way to GameWorks Seattle (to be precise - I was in between 6th and 7th Avenue) a guy called Cavalli Cash, and his partner Cali, pushed this CD/DVD set to me for $25, offering me stuff and claiming something along the lines of getting enough sales to have them appear on MTV or something, I didn't really remember.


Normally, I remember if I were in Singapore, I'd watch out for these people and give them a wide berth. The problem is, I'm in unfamiliar land, and this time I traveled alone entirely (to squeeze in some local arcade time) so I'm not protected by what I would call the "stopping force of groups ignoring you outright".


And indeed, I do think that $25 has just flown off, because off my head the first thing I saw was gangsta rap, and I distinctly remember disliking gangsta rap (in a way, I prefer Eminem's because he at least makes stuff that resonates with an international audience, and/or has catchier tunes) so I had a sneaky feeling I wasn't getting the worth.


But, and this is a huge BUT - if my mother's taught me anything, it's to "spend money to avert disaster." This is not to say you spend money indiscriminately, but that if money can potentially solve a problem that feels like it's burning either your bum, or is a nagging doubt at the back of the head, just give it up so that you get a safer passage out out the situation.


Given the origins of gangsta rap itself, who knows if I would get mugged if I refused? ^_^;


On a side note, there may have been other reasons why. I'll show them in picture form when I'm done sleeping. ^_^;