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Wednesday, December 30, 2009 7:05 PM

Ah, the scenic and oft disturbing underbelly of Salt Lake City.

So two things you gotta know. First, when 11 am rolls around, I'm not thinking about much besides a obtaining a 99 cent bean burrito. Second, where I work is kind of not the best side of town. It's by the airport, and yeah, enough said.

I'm walking through about six inches of snow by this hotel, in shin high outdoorsy snow boots, jeans, a parka, and a hood, when a car stops by me. People often stop to ask me for directions, I guess I kind of have a knowledgeable, approachable look, makes shopping not too fun for me cause people always assume I work there for some reason. Anyway. Usually someone asks me for directions, and I stand about five feet away from their car so I can size them up, decide if they're okay or if I need to defend myself.

Today, I can't hear anything through my hood, it takes three times for me to hear this guy because he's kind of mumbling. He asks me, "are you working?"

I think this is an odd question. I look over at my office building, I haven't gone too far, and it is 11 am on a workday. So I shrug. "Yeah."

He, of course, asks "How much?"

This takes a moment to register, and then that was about the moment I decided to walk away.

Don't laugh! How was I supposed to know? I don't know anything about girly stuff. Mostly I wander the earth calmly assured that no one would look twice at me, and with plans to kick them in the balls if they do.

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