Brother can you spare a dime? Not anymore.
I would like to thank that lady in the walker on the corner of Broadway and commercial for bringing me to my senses to not give money to people asking for change on the street ever again.
The incident? This lady in a walker came up to me and asked me for change. I normally do give something when I can. But this time, I didn’t have any change on me whatsoever. When I didn’t give anything to her, she walked away in a gruff. I felt bad, went to the Coffee Shop behind the 99 b-line stop and bought a muffin for her and myself with my debit card. I said, “I didn’t have any change, but I have some food for you.”
She looked at me in disgust and said, “Why the hell would I want that?” And walked away in a crabby mood as ever.
I was livid. I realized that this person probably only wanted the money for her drug fix. If she truly was poor, then she would have been grateful for the food, or would have at least kept it for later when she was hungry.
I used to give give every last cent I had in my pockets to these addicts. Not anymore. So now, miss walker lady, yet another person will be refusing everyone who comes up to him asking for extra change, whether they truly need it or not.
Call me ultra conservative. Call me heartless. But I’m tired of people using me like this. Starting today, Instead of feeding the drug pushers, I will be making a regular donation to a registered charity, where I know the money is being put to a worthy cause, not for the drug fix of an addict.