I used to drive a cab in an east coast city. One day I was parked near a school, and I saw a fight break out between few black. dudes on a basketball court.

"I used to drive a cab in an east coast city. One day I was parked
near a school, and I saw a fight break out between few black.
dudes on a basketball court. it was basically one guy versus two.
The tum guys pulled out knives, and I thought something really
bad was going to happen to the one guy. I was getting ready to
call the police, when all of a sudden the one guy's mom comes
running in screaming. She pulls him away by his ear. The other
two black guys just fell down laughing.

While it was pretty funny, I had seen too many fights, and I
honestly didn't feel safe where I was. At that point I had pretty
much decided I had it with the east coast. I decide to pick
everything up and move to the west coast that day and be a
cabbie out there.

Believe it or not, on the first day of my job on the West Coast, the
first person to get into my cab was the same dude whose mom
pulled him out of the fight. My mouth was pretty much just
hanging open due to the extreme level of coincidence. I started
to ask him what the hell happened. and he interrupted me mid-
sentence and just said ‘Yo homes to Bel Air"