As I’m getting out of my car, a young man approached me and asked if I could buy him a coffee inside. I said “Sure, lets go”
He told me he had a damaged back and was on morphine and on his way to the hospital. I asked if he also wanted a donut, but he said no. I gave him $5 along with the coffee for the Bus and a couple of cigarettes.
He seemed like a really sweet guy who was just down on his luck so I was happy to help him out. Sometimes you just gotta pay it forward, baby!
It’s funny. In lieu of money, I always give panhandlers cigarettes instead. One woman at a traffic stop last year asked me for money so I handed her a couple of smokes. She wagged her finger at me and said, “No. no. no! You shouldn’t smoke!”
She was right, but the irony that I was scolded by a street person wasn’t lost on me.