Have you ever encountered really really nice homeless people. I have twice in my life at least with decent stories and neither time I gave them money!!! Damn well!!!..
In 2016 I went to Olympia Washington got off the plane and I was walking around town. Well this guy starts talking to me. I tell him I was looking for a coffee shop. He tells me a lot of his life story lol. We had the same first name. His last name was savage. He said he’s been trying to live up to his name his whole life it got him in a lot of trouble. He talked about his daughter and stuff. He showed me the coffee shop. I should’ve given him money but I wasn’t a clear thinker back then whatsoever. Had he asked me id say yes but he was too polite to ask. Later told my mom the story she said was gonna tell me to buy a homeless person a meal before the trip but she didn’t…thanks mom.
Today at the grocery store this guy was the friendliest guy ever. He just had a huge nice personality he was like “I got $1 I’m trying to get to $7. I got $6 more to go. Can you spare one on Valentine’s Day”. I didn’t have cash. I would’ve given him money but I told him that I didn’t have any. But he was real chill about it he’s like “it’s alright my brotha have a great Valentine’s Day!!”
I did give a few bucks to a charity the other day at the store too.
When I was living at the board & care about a year and a half ago, it was right downtown and I saw homeless every day and I got to know some a little and I recognized a lot of them.
The home was right next door to a 7-11 and lots of homeless or peoole from other board & cares hung out in front. It’s funny, but I literally went to that 7-11 every day, sometimes 3 or 4 times a day, and no one really bothered me. I was friendly and I talked to some of the regulars out front.
I remember one lady in particular was really nice, she was really sweet. The lines on her face told a little of the story of her life but she was unfailingly nice and I tried to give her a couple of bucks when I could and she understood I could not always afford to. I moved away so I’ll never see her again but it was always nice to see her.
I used to go downtown to the Boston Public Library like once a week for school. There was a guy that would hang out at Copley that I would always chat up (or he would ask me for a cig) and we’d smoke and talk about whats going on in our lives. He was really nice. I think his name was Mike.
When I was 22, I volunteered at a homeless shelter when pretty psychotic. My mom said I should do it. I didn’t hesitate to say yes. My dad was already volunteering there so I went along with him. I complimented a lady on her shirt. It was a Pink Floyd shirt. She had a weird reaction. But then she was sweet. She reminds me a bit of your lady with the lines on her face for some reason. They had really good fried chicken everyone was happy that day. I didn’t eat cuz I was psychotic. And eating made me paranoid and stuff around normal people back then, let alone around homeless people. The hallucinations told me I wasn’t worthy of eating. So yeah I dunno. I didn’t eat. It was an important experience for me though I think.
I was in downtown Calgary and I saw this homeless guy in his mid 20’s. Couldn’t help but notice that his shoes had come apart at the toes. I’d just bought a pair of men’s oxfords that were too heavy for my legs, so I was sizing him up to see if they might fit him.
He caught me looking and got this really ashamed expression on his face. I smiled at him and said I might have some shoes for him and asked his size. Turns out mine were two sizes too small, but we started a conversation.
I’d been waiting for the train in the downtown free fare zone. He got on with me and we kept talking. Finally I said, you look like you could use a hug! He beamed and said, “you actually want to give me one?” I said yes and we gave each other a big bear hug. He got off at the end of the free fare zone and said God bless.
I think of him every so often and hope he’s doing well. Some of the people on the train gave us a disgusted look, but it didn’t bother either one of us. The guy was just lonely, he didn’t do the slightest thing inappropriate when I hugged him. I think he was just tired of being invisible to some people.
