Unnerving Dinner

Sean and Andrew met me at a sandwich shop near my school for a quick dinner. They were on their way to volunteer for Obama and I was just off work and heading home. The young man making the sandwiches was exceedingly slow, which was really no problem while he was making our dinners. I asked for three additional sandwiches to take home for the rest of the family and that's when the trouble began. Another customer was standing in line and I suggested he could just help that person, then get our other three finished. While he was laboring his way through a single turkey on wheat three new customers walked in the door. They were covered with tatoos and piercings. That's pretty normal for the neighborhood and nothing to worry about. It was the gang tatoos on their knuckles that made me a little uneasy. The boys finished their meal and would have left but for the fact that my three extra sandwiches weren't even started yet and there was no one else in the shop but the very slow sandwich maker, three gang members, and me. It's hard to leave your little old mom alone when a gang meeting is taking place before your eyes. I finally sent them on their way, waited out the gang, paid for my extra order and left. It was just a little unnerving. Maybe I'm getting too old to work in an inner city school, because it's a cinch I couldn't have outrun them. If you're going to get a tattoo, why not get a useful one? I liked these. The owner doesn't have to look up the spelling.