Before I forget it...
Today when me and my mom were in the car, some dude tried to get our attention when we stopped for the light.
He was in his 20's, had a bit of a beard and clean clothing. What did he say? "My dad died a month ago and I'm living on the streets. I'm starving and trying to buy a pizza and two liter*, can I have some money?"
Well, we didn't have anything but a $50, so we said no. The problem? If you were living on the streets for A MONTH during a heat wave, you could not look like you showered recently. And so what is your dad supposedly died? If you were underage, you would have been placed in a foster home. Considering he wasn't, get a job.
I just don't understand mortals.
* Because I don't know if other countries know this, but "2 liter" means a big bottle of soda.
4 comments:
Strange indeed. Huh. Most towns - including my own - have shelters for people like that. Even for people over 18.
Or he was lying through his teeth and just wanted a pizza.
litre*
And just as a note? "getting a job" is far, far harder than you think, honey. I have been looking for a job for over a year. It's impossible to get a job outside of McDonalds if you have no experience - but you can't get experience without a job. And the government won't support me and a lot of people in my situation, so effectively, we are cast out onto the street. "get a job" isn't a valid option anymore.
I'm aware, but still, fry cook could make sure you aren't starving. And I'm just kind of evil to liars like him. (Or at least help them with their story.)
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