Journal entry 13-Observation

I just finished entry #12 and a white guy, about my age with  his son walked up to me where I am sitting (I am at a BOOKS-A-MILLION) and asked to use the electrical outlet next to the one charging my laptop.  He needed to charge his son's cell phone.   He plugged in in and is not even sitting next to it.  My point is, that takes trust.  For all he knows I could be one of those cell phone thieves.  I think of this when I see violent crimes on the news involving young men sharing my race.  I am not a soft looking guy, but at the same time I have had minimal bad dealings with people.  People don't generally grab their purses when I am around.  I like that.  But I wonder how much longer I will enjoy that luxury.