My favorite was the bum holding a large carboard sign with 4 or 5 4-6 inch holes, each with a point value. At the top it said "Hobo coin toss"
Uh, That's a dude.No she's not. She just doesn't want to do it for the amount she'd get from the type of clientele she would attract. lol
Because it wasn't cheeseburgers that he wanted to get loaded on.Took a guy to McD's. He was pissed I did not give him cash.
A stiff dick has no conscious and is quite prone to lowering the bar when it comes to qualityNo she's not. She just doesn't want to do it for the amount she'd get from the type of clientele she would attract. lol
Yep, nice gig if you can get a hot set of corners to workMany "beggars" we see today are professionals and work in groups some even have more money than we do.
we used to call them Gypsys...Many "beggars" we see today are professionals and work in groups some even have more money than we do.
i'm not counting the damage i'm doing to this place.....What makes you so sure?![]()
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I've àlways wondered who owns the corners.Yep, nice gig if you can get a hot set of corners to work
I encountered professionals at the bus station in Hartford Connecticut years ago. Black guys targeting people with the story that they're trying to get money together to see a relative.I've àlways wondered who owns the corners.
Poor Farms. They used to be in every county.if volunteers can feed people in Africa for $1 a day, why can't we just lock our homeless up like a real first world country should be doing?
i'd suppose for $2 a day we could house them as well...
I did the homeless thing when I was in my 20's. Got tired of it, got a job and today I'm comfortable. If I can do it anyone can. I just glare at them in the eye, they leave, I guess something about me is scary...i only give money if they tell me, straight away, they're getting a beer or some liquor...
i gave the only guy who stated that as a fact, $5, i've kept the rest
i've done the food thing, done the job offer thing...what i do now is, if i've got the time, engage them, if only to see how crazy they are...it can get weird sometimes but it's all in the location i do it
most seem to mean-well but many also don't understand what that means...yikes...just go with it
it's terrible, a powerhouse country that's actually left so many behind, but take solace: It's Not Your Fault, You Didn't Do It!
...our leaders did it and they'd love it if you crippled yourself with empathy by accepting the guilt that perhaps YOU HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT, to the point, you'll no longer fight them back...
imho: we've all tasted some of lifes pains but we've been able to adjust and adapt to the point; we've never given up and i suggest, don't allow others to pull you down
that's not being cold, that's being real...these homeless aren't dying in front of us, they've got avenues of 'relief', many of those begin with sobriety
let them begin there, and as you see, that's the place where i come in...if they're honest, i'll treat them with respect and a free drink
i'm not a part of any problem
I was thinking more like a mafioso set up. Everybody has to pay somebody. for protection.I encountered professionals at the bus station in Hartford Connecticut years ago. Black guys targeting people with the story that they're trying to get money together to see a relative.
After the one approached me I saw the two of them gather a bit later and strongly feel that they spend a lot of time routinely pleasing.
That sort of thing has happened to me. I have seen people in desperate straits (like a girl and her little brother stranded at a rest stop on a superhighway, out of gas) <-- she'd coasted in. I got her tank filled, and showed her how you start a car that had run out of gas. Got them some boogers and fries and sodas, with a $20 bill and they were on their way.When I lived in Fl for a minute I got off an exit ramp. Guy was standing there with a cup. Late 40's early 50's. I could see the despair in his eyes. Hard to explain but he wasn't a drunk or drug addict, just someone needing some help. All I had on me was 40 bucks and I put it inches cup. You could see the tears well up.
I would have told her to pound sand and people like me know how to deal with thieves....RIPLast week I was at a store in the rough part of Raleigh. A woman approached me and asked if she could wash my windshield. Normally I would say no but I wanted to talk to her. She washed my windshield and we chatted. She said her and her husband lived at a local motel with 5 kids. She told me she would rather earn money than just beg. We talked a while. She said the country was getting bad and that soon many others would understand the poverty her and her family lived in trying to live on minimum wage. She told she had been to prison twice for robbery because her kids needed things to live. She said when things went bad people like her understood how to survive. She told me she didn't want to hurt anyone but her kids would be feed. It was so refreshing to actually hear the truth from someone. I gave her a hug and a 20 dollar bill. For some reason I really liked the woman and thought how sad it was that she was the first person I meet in a long time who actually told the truth.
I pulled up my bootstraps
Any soft spot I had got hard, long ago.My wife has a soft spot in her heart for these people. She told me it gets to her seeing them on the corner begging for money.
I tell her there is Catholic Charity Services in town that are specifically set up to help.
On one freeway exit we frequently use there is a guy flying his cardboard sign. I tell her, "Hey look... he's working today! Tax free!"
Same guy has had that spot for months!
Grocery stores were hiring like crazy a few months back. $18/hr to start! That's more than I made working for the school district and here this guy is... disheveled and down on his luck....
I lived in my van in the late 70's until I pulled up my bootstraps and did something different.
He only looks disheveled and down on his luck. He's making $50+ an hour and you're correct it's tax free.My wife has a soft spot in her heart for these people. She told me it gets to her seeing them on the corner begging for money.
I tell her there is Catholic Charity Services in town that are specifically set up to help.
On one freeway exit we frequently use there is a guy flying his cardboard sign. I tell her, "Hey look... he's working today! Tax free!"
Same guy has had that spot for months!
Grocery stores were hiring like crazy a few months back. $18/hr to start! That's more than I made working for the school district and here this guy is... disheveled and down on his luck....
I lived in my van in the late 70's until I pulled up my bootstraps and did something different.
Wow ugly, human interaction. Very nice.No power yesterday due to the storm. Went to town & got a burrito and took it to the park to eat it. One young kid there. Overheard him talking on the phone about getting a tattoo tomorrow. Said a little prayer for God to put the right words in my big mouth. So when he was walking around I struck up a conversation. Step father kicked him out. Fired for playing on his phone at work but he said he wasn't. So I asked him the questions to lead him inot a trap. He had no answers & tried to seem clever........ Then asked what skills he had. None but he did graduate highschool. He was 20 years old. All the typical excuses. Stayed at his sisters but her boyfriend chased him down and ran into him with his car & hurt his knee. He had smokes & a bike someone gave him because someone stole his.
So I gave him an earfull for 15 minutes about getting a trade etc...... told him life was about choices. If you make good ones life's unfair but easier than if you make bad ones. So I got up to throw my stuff away & went to the bathroom. Pulled out a $5 & when I was leaving I gave it to him. Told him I will probably never see him again. Then I told him I overheard him talking about a tattoo & I was going to give him $10 so his stupid decisions already cost him $5 & it will cost him even more over the next 50 years of his working career I challenged him. Suprisingly he looked me in the eye and thanked me for the $5 & for just talking to him. He might have been playing me but he seemed sincere. He waved to me as I drove away. I hope God got through to him through me.
Yea kinda creepy. Hope I got through to him. If not he's going to have a tough road. Cuz he's stupid more than tough.Wow ugly, human interaction. Very nice.
If after you talked to him, he still wants to buy tattoos while being homeless...fuggettabahtit. He's lost.Yea kinda creepy. Hope I got through to him. If not he's going to have a tough road. Cuz he's stupid more than tough.
I will probably never see him again. It was a total random meeting. I hope my words echo inside his head forever. I hope he turnes his life around.Inevitably, he WILL end up in court...
Get a judge to tell him he's gotta join the Marines.