As the car rolled to a stop at the top of the exit ramp, me and the others occupying the car couldn't help but notice that you were holding a sign which proclaimed "I'm homeless and hungry". Being in the city such a sight isn't considered unheard of or even odd. What was odd however, was the fact that you didn't look all that much homeless. You had some kickass colored dreadlocks, which I do know cost something to get done. You were adorned with a t-shirt from the recent Distillers concert, leading me to believe that you must have some cash to spare. Aside from that you also had several piercings and quite the collection of accessories. Luckily the fact that we were two lanes over prevented you from stepping up to our window and making us feel bad. Too bad for the sucker who actually gave you money. Point is, I don't think you were really homeless. I think you were pulling either a scam or a sociology experiment, either way, you didn't fool me. My suspicions were concreted when only a few blocks down we saw a young man doing the same thing you were. He was similarly dressed and his sign bore a striking resemblance to yours. Imagine that!
I was tempted to call the police but since you didn't really seem too threatening and you weren't more than a minor annoyance I decided against it. One of the people I was with told me a story about her uncle who had offered a man claiming to be homeless and hungry a job at his factory. The "homeless" man declined, claiming that he'd then actually be poor since he made about $1,000 a week by standing at various intersections. I'm not so sure if we should reward these people for their ingenuity or punish them for taking advantage of kind hearted people. So I guess if that whole get-up works for you, excellent...just please don't try to wash my windows or anything.
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