Lessons learned
In my early twenties I was approached by a man with a sob story about needing just a few more dollars to patch a tire. He sounded sincere, and I was a bit naive, so I 'loaned' him 10 bucks and he took my address with the promise that he would mail me a check when he got back to Houston. The next day I found out my boy John had been hit up by the same guy with the same story. As I started to tell John about my kind gesture he interrupted 'you mean Homer?..erm yes I replied..oh that guy hit me up for money yesterday too.
Oh....so I guess there's no need to check my mail box for that check huh?
Today on this my 38th birthday, outside a restaurant at lunch a guy came up to me with the exact same rap....this time I said no thanks I fell for this in my 20s.
Now if you need me to give you $100 so you can get your fortune out of Nigeria I'm in.
Oh....so I guess there's no need to check my mail box for that check huh?
Today on this my 38th birthday, outside a restaurant at lunch a guy came up to me with the exact same rap....this time I said no thanks I fell for this in my 20s.
Now if you need me to give you $100 so you can get your fortune out of Nigeria I'm in.
2 Comments:
So many Homers, so little time.
These days, I run into that same scenario on a daily basis as I stiff arm my way to work downtown. And I'm kind of saddened by the fact that I've become so jaded by street people and their pleas for help. I read in the paper on Sunday that the homeless who panhandle are usually the least needy and actually have places to stay. Who knows?
But panhandling has reached an all-time low as would-be Homers are now knocking on my door asking for money. Last week, I even got the very tired flat tire story. My jadedness turns to anger when a panhandler tries to breach the threshold of my domicile with a wife at home. She knows better than to open the door for anybody and it's sad that it's come to that. At one point do you tell panhandlers, in no uncertain terms, to fuck off?
I recently gave a homeless guy some gloves as it was freezing out. He looked bitter and didn't even put them on. I was sad.
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