On the subway the other day, I was caught in the midst of a panhandler showdown.
Before entereing the car, I noted a panhandler who was "using" a crutch that dropped the facade for a brief moment. When I got in, he appeared behind me.
Moments later, what looked to be your average joe college student in expensive hipster glasses waltzed into the crowded car announcing: "I'm sorry to bother you folks, but I need your help..." Immediately, the unkempt Crutch-man piped up: "William! Whatchyoo think you doin', William?" Joe College got nervous and angry "I was here first."
"The hell you were."
Joe College pushed his way through the crowd and out the other side of the car. Here I was, not a minute ago, thinking I'd call Crutch-man on his fake injury, (like I've done with other panhandlers who constantly change their story while covertly toting iPods, wearing fresh designer sneakers, and counting wads of cash from well-meaning dolts), but now I decide I'd rather not get a knife in the eye.
At least it was good for a laugh.
Before entereing the car, I noted a panhandler who was "using" a crutch that dropped the facade for a brief moment. When I got in, he appeared behind me.
Moments later, what looked to be your average joe college student in expensive hipster glasses waltzed into the crowded car announcing: "I'm sorry to bother you folks, but I need your help..." Immediately, the unkempt Crutch-man piped up: "William! Whatchyoo think you doin', William?" Joe College got nervous and angry "I was here first."
"The hell you were."
Joe College pushed his way through the crowd and out the other side of the car. Here I was, not a minute ago, thinking I'd call Crutch-man on his fake injury, (like I've done with other panhandlers who constantly change their story while covertly toting iPods, wearing fresh designer sneakers, and counting wads of cash from well-meaning dolts), but now I decide I'd rather not get a knife in the eye.
At least it was good for a laugh.
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I've just got home from work and I've got a lot of catching up to do.
I hate spending my birthday at work, no booze and you have to buy the rest of the lads a can of coke and a choccy bar to celebrate your birthday.
I'll have to make up for it this 2 weeks off.
Whats a panhandler? never heard that before.