...because one of the (presumably independent contractors) who lives nearby and does deliveries during slow periods is this (young) (African) (immigrant) guy named "Luigi," and my one (older) (Thai) coworker who's a whiz at the phones had written the groupchat for the one (Thai) restaurant where I work now this short message for record-keeping, that Luigi had come by and taken X amount of money:
Like, the next time I worked, I was like, "Oh my god oh my god oh my god, Luigi was here? Why didn't you call me?!?! I thought you were my friend! If he needed money, I would have given him money, he didn't need to take it, he could even stay with me if he needs to, I would hide him!"
. . .
(At that, everyone rolled their eyes, but I was like, "I know that they say he's a criminal, but honestly, when you met him, what was he like, did he seem nice? Tell me, I want to know.")
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