copykatya

Today, I was in my car at a 5-way intersection crammed with people panhandling. On the median to the left, there were two squeaky clean ladies handing out fliers for their church and gathering change in a lemonade pitcher. Directly to the right of my car is a scruffy looking guy flying a sign. Typical five o'clock shadow and suntan, your average guy asking for change. Behind him, on the extra median at the intersection, a new player walked into the scene. She used crutches and was missing her right leg from the hip down. Could barely manage the sign and the crutches together. Hadn't even stood still to fly the sign proper before someone rolled down a window.

I had to laugh at the poor guy stuck in the middle. He saw me do so and probably thought I was being a shit until he turned around. As I pulled away, I saw him throwing up his hands and shouting. Poor bastard. Nothing like stiff competition to fuck things up...