Sunday, January 23, 2011

A homeless man who I helped last week approached me on my way out of Office Depot today.

He did not remember me.

I remembered him, but did not let on that I did.

He gave me the same pitch that he gave me before, but I had to cut him off before he finished.

"I don't have any cash on me right now. I'm sorry."

The man looked at me as though he could tell that I was telling the truth, thanked me anyway, and apologized for bothering me.

I told him not to worry about it and went on my way.

I wanted to help the man. I really did. But I was unable.

I suppose that it was rude for me to interrupt him like I did, but I felt like it was only fair that I not waste his tme.

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