VegasJen
Formerly Known as Clutchdust
I went to Walmart today just to pick up a couple things really quickly. I get what I came for and head to the register. On my way this bum (yes, I call them "bums") stops me. I know he's a bum because he is carting around all of his belongings in a shopping cart, smells like he hasn't had a shower since the last time it rained in Vegas (about 6 weeks BTW) and is eating a chicken leg from who knows where. He stops me and asks, "ma'am, will you buy me a banana?"
Now my rule of thumb about such matters is I only give money to organized charities I recognize but I will buy anyone food. So I say, "yes, I will buy you some bananas."
I detour over to the produce section and pick out a couple nice looking bananas, then head to the register with the stinky bum following along at an almost acceptable distance. I put my stuff on the conveyer at the register and the bum files in behind me. As the clerk is checking out my purchase, the bum finishes his chicken leg and just throws it on the conveyer behind me. I look at him and tell him, "that's fucking rude! I shouldn't buy you anything." He looks at me like I'm a total bitch and just walks off.
Oh well. I was thinking of getting bananas anyway.
Now my rule of thumb about such matters is I only give money to organized charities I recognize but I will buy anyone food. So I say, "yes, I will buy you some bananas."
I detour over to the produce section and pick out a couple nice looking bananas, then head to the register with the stinky bum following along at an almost acceptable distance. I put my stuff on the conveyer at the register and the bum files in behind me. As the clerk is checking out my purchase, the bum finishes his chicken leg and just throws it on the conveyer behind me. I look at him and tell him, "that's fucking rude! I shouldn't buy you anything." He looks at me like I'm a total bitch and just walks off.
Oh well. I was thinking of getting bananas anyway.