He came to my door saying he was selling cookie dough for his high school. I said no thanks, do you only have cookie dough? Then he mumbled and didn’t try to sell me very hard. (So that was suspicious.) And he wasn’t wearing very good clothes for “casing the neighborhood.” It was a very distinctive white hoodie with hood-goth writing and graphics all over it. (I told him he had awesome clothes.) He was wearing mirrored sunglasses, and I almost told him to take them off if he was going to try to sell me something. Since he looks like a thug (which was probably the point — but was it merely a fashion statement?)
The other thing that made me think he wasn’t casing is that we’re right across from an elementary school that’s letting out, and the place is crawling with people aka witnesses.
But I’m just a bumpkin. Maybe he was casing after all. If someone gets hit by him I’m gonna feel like a doofus!
He came to my door saying he was selling cookie dough for his high school. I said no thanks, do you only have cookie dough? Then he mumbled and didn’t try to sell me very hard. (So that was suspicious.) And he wasn’t wearing very good clothes for “casing the neighborhood.” It was a very distinctive white hoodie with hood-goth writing and graphics all over it. (I told him he had awesome clothes.) He was wearing mirrored sunglasses, and I almost told him to take them off if he was going to try to sell me something. Since he looks like a thug (which was probably the point — but was it merely a fashion statement?)
The other thing that made me think he wasn’t casing is that we’re right across from an elementary school that’s letting out, and the place is crawling with people aka witnesses.
But I’m just a bumpkin. Maybe he was casing after all. If someone gets hit by him I’m gonna feel like a doofus!