I am so done with the homeless.
With the economy I know there is a whole new phylum of homeless, those aren't the people I am pissed at...its the shopping cart filled with plastic orange juice boxes, wearing a black coat with a filthy collar on a day that is over 90 degrees, smells like piss and vomit homeless.
On Friday I stopped by Starbucks on the way to a deposition in Torrance. It's the beginning of the month, and its always tight for us, and on Friday I had $87.93 in the my checking account.
On the way out I noticed a old man practically lying on a table outside. His skin was leather, he had a shopping cart with his belongings, he was dirty but I didn't notice any overt smell. He looked pathetic and sad.
I should have kept walking, but instead I said," Hey Buddy, have you had breakfast,?"
He replied he had and then almost inaudibly told me he was dying. I had $5.00 in the wallet, not knowing what else to do, I said, " Well, maybe this will buy your lunch."
He took the money from my hand and then said," Scripture says you are not to dress as a man."
I give this fucker 5.68% of my liquid net worth and this was my thanks?
"Ok, why don't you give me the $5.00 back because I wouldn't want you to interact with someone who isn't compliant with scripture," I said and held out my hand, he just stared out me.
"You're an asshole," I said and walked off.
When I told Gioconda about later she thought it was funny. "Your taking it too personally," she said.
"Your wearing jeans, everyone to him is dressed like a man," she added, which did make sense, yet that isn't what he was saying.
I think he wanted to say something fucked up to me because he thought I was Gay, that's the real thing. He was crazy enough to say something insulting to a person handing him money, but not crazy enough to call me a dyke.
I wanted to flip him off as I drove out of the parking lot (in my Range Rover), but then thought about how that might look to someone who had no idea of our prior interaction.
I know, I am overly sensitive to these 'types' of remarks, and I know this guy is destitute and most likely mentally ill, still - really?
This guys is living his life out a push cart, and it would seems as though there may be bigger issues in his existence other than the biblical adherence of my wardrobe.
It all works out on the end, I've been meaning to cut out those little extras, so I'll keep the Starbucks and skip the handout...
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