Pookie was a really weird dude. Other guys I've written about struggle with consistently making good decisions. Pookie was just a total mess. He had absolutely nothing going for him. You could almost hear the "ticking" as Pookie sauntered about campus. He just seemed to be a car honk away from being on CNN.
Me: Dude, what's your problem???
Pookie: What? Why you askin me that?
Me: You're in my office everyday. I've given you money for lunch. I've bought you toiletries. Why are you here everyday staring at me? Seriously, man!! You just sit there and stare!
Pookie: So, I can't come and visit you??
Me: No! You're up in this building all day everyday asking people for donations and stuff. Why don't you get a damn job?!?Plus, you're telling people you're on the team. I don't appreciate that. You aren't even a basketball player! I've seen you play!
Pookie: What should I work on to be on the team??
Me: EVERYTHING!
Before watching him work out with the team, he had told me that his original plan was to play at another school in our region. He couldn't even dribble a basketball.
One day as I was walking to my office, the Dean of Students called me into her office.
Dean: Do you know "Pookie"?
Me: Yes.
Dean: Is he one of your players?
Me: Absolutely not. He's terrible.
Dean: Well, he seems to have gotten himself in some serious trouble.
Me: What did he do?
Dean: Apparently, he forced a young woman who identifies as a lesbian to have sex with him in the driveway of 123 Something Street. Do you recognize that address?
Me: That's where a couple of my players live...
Dean: Well, that's where he allegedly committed this act. We've been looking for him to no avail. He has stopped going to classes.
I never saw Pookie again. He was a fugitive. I found out much later that Armslong and Thuglife agreed to take him in their apartment as long as he turned their electricity back on under his name. Their electricity had been turned off for non-payment.
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