yesterday a homeless dude came up to me and he was really nice. asked me for some money and im not stingy but I didnt have any cash on me. he said he wanted some so he could go down to jack in the box to get something to eat cause he said he was really really hungry. i told him that i would go with him with my credit card and buy him anything that he wanted. then he said “oh uh actually i was gonna go buy some cigs and a beer”. didnt make me mad or nothing but i told him i couldn’t help him out with that so he said “ok thanks anyway” and left.
this aint no inspirational post or some shit about the class struggle or whatever but the whole situation left me with a really shitty feeling in my stomach afterwards. thought I’d share.