Woke up at around 8AM, got dressed and went to BK for breakfast.
Thus far i've narrowed down my career choices to: Newborn or Pet Photographer, Shyness Coach, Victim Assistant and Virtual Assistant. I like to help people.
Left BK at 10:30AM to find "Poppa Pete" at the turnpike corner.
I just turned around and headed to Lyons & Glades, but i found that there was work being done (orange cones all over the meridians).
Not having much of a choice i rode west and saw Frank selling papers at the Glades/State Road 7 corner.
We spoke a bit. Sadly he is making $20 for 8 hours of work selling the Sun Sentinels Mon-Sat and makes $50 or so Sundays.
He told me about a preacher that gives food Mondays, Wendsdays and Fridays at a nearby parking lot between 11:30AM and 12:30PM.
At about 12:45PM they showed up, Frank introduced me and i thanked them as i got a free meal.
I signed a bit at Frank's corner, got a small box of cereal... well it was something.
Riding back towards the turnpike i saw a bank, the one in which i used to have a checking account that Nina (my wife, hopefully ex-wife by now) had emptied and overdrawn years ago.
I figured enough years may have passed by.
Guess what?
With my old city ID, my invalid social security # and a few bucks... i got a checking account!!
The guy helping me get the account even made sure i didnt get anything at my address (had to come up with a story of having a live-in girlfriend that spent all the money she could see... well Nina did that so it was half a lie). The branch will have my banking card and 150 free checks within 10 days. I even convinced him not to call my phone # (which was fake anyways) because if my "girlfriend" saw the number of a bank i "may be questioned", he understood and made sure i was not called either.
Tomorrow I will dig up what little i've saved, go to the branch and deposit it. This certainly will make me feel more safe about my Canada trip funds.
I didn't like that i had to deceive a nice guy, but i don't think they would give a checking account to a homeless peruvian.
I got to the turnpike at 3:30PM and "Poppa Pete" was still there, told me he would stay one more hour then leave.
I signed at the other corner, made $7 during that hour. When he left at 4:30PM i moved over and made $5 in half an hour.
At 5PM i got on my bike and rode to the library.
Updated my notebook, then the blog. It's almost 7PM now and i'll be researching more about being a Shyness Coach.
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