I told off a beggar today, and I am not ashamed. I dropped of the kid at school, and because I am currently off work on Disability I went to my local 7-11 in baggy sweats for decaf coffee before enduring another day of bed rest.
It was before 8:00 am.
On the way into the North Hollywood 7-11 on Lankershim a man roller bladed up to me and used his wooden flute to block my way while telling me I should give him the $2 he saw in my hands.
On my way out of the store he was in my face again. He was wearing a sleeveless shirt, holding his wooden instrument over his head and flexing his bicepts while roller blading. Although a little grungy and smelly – he appeared well fed, sober, and his clothes were clean. Nothing about him made him appear homeless , hungry, or in need.
me: I am not the right person to hit up for a hand out, but I can tell you where you can get a free shower.
him: I am not asking for a handout, I am telling you that you are too fat to eat at 7-11
me: I am telling you that directly across the street is an employment agency called Pirate Staffing.
him: i am too disabled to work
me: you can roller-blade and play you flute (badly by the way) you can work.
him: if you roller-bladed you could lose some fat
me; if you were not so focused on yourself, you might notice I am pregnant. Now shut up and do something for yourself instead of expecting me to do it for you.
————— Yep, I am a horrible person. You have been warned