godlessnerd

A drunk man approached me last night, and shook my hand.

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!" He yelled into my ear, trying to over power the 'His Hero Is Gone' that was blaring from my headphones.

I took them off, looked at him and said "New years is OVER man!"...

He gave me a blank stare and motioned his hand like I was some sort of imbicile. He then proceeded to tell me what a great guy I was, and that most people won't even talk to him... I wondered why... with booze breathe like that.

"You wouldn't happen to have some change for me, would ya?" He asked. I pulled out a toonie without hesitation and placed it in his hand.

"You are the first person who didn't even, think about it! I wish you all the best in this year"

I grabbed his arm and wished him well with whatever he decides to do, and crossed the street up Johnson, and back home.

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This story had no point at all. I just felt like writting something. People aren't so scary, if you are actually nice to them. I think people should try it sometimes.