So many people in our class keep asking ” how do I find people to talk to? How can I find people to interview? Why is Molly so damn attractive all the time?”
Now there are good solid answers to all of those questions,” go to community meetings, Talk to police officers, she drinks the tears of virgins daily,” but none of those solid answers are how I got most of my interviews on my last trip.
I chose instead to lurk in an alley and ambush passersby.
Whenever I go out to report I always have a full hour of just wandering around timidly. To be fair my neighborhood is intimidating. As a 18 year resident of a sleepy suburb where the only homeless people I knew were were Harpo Marx characters, the Mission is a whole new world. I become a sort of city transcendentalist, a transparent eyeball, soaking up the surroundings.
Also I’m super shy.
Reporting so goes against everything girls are taught growing up,” Don’t talk to strangers, Don’t bother people, Blogging is the devil’s newspaper.” It’s hard to go against that kind of teaching.
So I lurked in an alley.
While walking past