From time to time I will just sit in my vehicle and collect my thoughts over a cheap cigar and a Red Bull. Alone with my window rolled down in the “bad” part of town, I admit that I have never felt unsafe. Usually, I am left alone, but occasionally I will encounter a homeless person or someone looking for spare change. It’s a regular, albeit unfortunate, occurrence. Let me clarify that I am never unkind or rude but tonight was different. A man came up to me carrying a grocery sack. He says that he doesn’t want to bother me, followed by, “I have beer, but I want to get some food”. Yes, this bothers me. I admit that I was not the nicest person during this interaction. I simply stated “you should have bought food then”. He reply’s “I know but” with no remorse. I immediately drove away.
To be honest, I don’t need this shit. Neither does anyone else. He didn’t have just one beer. He had a bag full of tall boys. Yes, it was his choice to choose to use his limited funds to purchase beer. And yes, it is not my place to judge him for that decision. I just don’t feel that out of everyone struggling in the world today that it is my responsibility to provide food to people who blatantly, and purposefully, choose beer over a meal.
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