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So...I should start this off with a story about why I no longer hand out change to people on the street...
I got spit in the face.
That's the short, boring version.
Anyway...I was in San Francisco a couple of years ago...(already mad because Ronnie was currently nicknamed Meanie) and I was getting off BART when an elderly (I'm gonna say man for the sake of confusion prevention for the folks at home...but there was a 30% chance of woman) man who asked me if I had any change.
Actually, this is what he said..."HEY! You gh3khg[-ue2r'gb]lad> change?"
I opened my wallet to show him how much of a fan of plastic I was and unable to help his flat-round-copper fetish.
He responded with a resounding ball of spit to the right cheekbone...checkmate.
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Needless to say...I'm reticent to consort with people on the street.
However, that having been said...I had the best "walk by" the other day.
Kawai and I were on our way to Herbivore...with a slight skip in our step thanks to a bag full of toilet paper and a shiny new bike pump. When a group of either gutter-punk or homeless kids (it IS such a fine line) asked if we had any change.
Of course...neither of us could respond because I was busy enthralling Kawai with a rapid fie rendition of a story I've probably already told him a couple of times before and he was busy plotting ways to use the bike lock as a noose...
I'm sure this offended the group of change-challenged (and soap deprived) entrepreneurs; our oblivious nature did not fit into their business model.
That's when I heard the magic words...
"I loved your set on Suicide Girls."
...YES!!!
Now...to be fair...I'm pretty sure he was referring to Kawai. But, I couldn't help but widen that skip in my step as I gave that man every last 100$ bill I owned (Which was none...but he does get respect.)
This is awesome on MULTIPLE levels which I will elaborate on:
1. The fact that, that man had no change...but an abundance of internet access to surf the SG interwebs...
2. The fact that he had the mental ABILITY...and capacity to use aforementioned interwebs.
3. Proving to Koppa that my army of homeless masses rising and the cowbell revolution is at hand.
4. ...WOO...fanbase (Watch Flight of the Conchords)!
I got spit in the face.
That's the short, boring version.
Anyway...I was in San Francisco a couple of years ago...(already mad because Ronnie was currently nicknamed Meanie) and I was getting off BART when an elderly (I'm gonna say man for the sake of confusion prevention for the folks at home...but there was a 30% chance of woman) man who asked me if I had any change.
Actually, this is what he said..."HEY! You gh3khg[-ue2r'gb]lad> change?"
I opened my wallet to show him how much of a fan of plastic I was and unable to help his flat-round-copper fetish.
He responded with a resounding ball of spit to the right cheekbone...checkmate.
................
Needless to say...I'm reticent to consort with people on the street.
However, that having been said...I had the best "walk by" the other day.
Kawai and I were on our way to Herbivore...with a slight skip in our step thanks to a bag full of toilet paper and a shiny new bike pump. When a group of either gutter-punk or homeless kids (it IS such a fine line) asked if we had any change.
Of course...neither of us could respond because I was busy enthralling Kawai with a rapid fie rendition of a story I've probably already told him a couple of times before and he was busy plotting ways to use the bike lock as a noose...
I'm sure this offended the group of change-challenged (and soap deprived) entrepreneurs; our oblivious nature did not fit into their business model.
That's when I heard the magic words...
"I loved your set on Suicide Girls."
...YES!!!
Now...to be fair...I'm pretty sure he was referring to Kawai. But, I couldn't help but widen that skip in my step as I gave that man every last 100$ bill I owned (Which was none...but he does get respect.)
This is awesome on MULTIPLE levels which I will elaborate on:
1. The fact that, that man had no change...but an abundance of internet access to surf the SG interwebs...
2. The fact that he had the mental ABILITY...and capacity to use aforementioned interwebs.
3. Proving to Koppa that my army of homeless masses rising and the cowbell revolution is at hand.
4. ...WOO...fanbase (Watch Flight of the Conchords)!
