Interesting start off to the week...Nick (Shambhala Nick) is in town for a few weeks so he was another guest over for dinner last night...chicken, wine, beer, and various photo albums, all in all a pretty good night. So then he leaves and it's just me and Nick (roommate Nick, holy crap Montreal is filled with "Nicks", our neighbour is also one of them...). So we're chillin and we somehow get into an argument about the meat production industry and I play the partronizing sarcastic "well gee I didn't know until you just told me" character (because he can be a real self-righteous judgemental jerk sometimes), confuse the hell out of him, and ergo we get into a big argument, I end up proving my point but have him feel really bad and leaving him upset for hte rest of the night because he took it alot harsher than I indended...yes this morning was awkward, despite my apologies...
I dunno, he asked me for an honest opinion on something and so I told him what I thought. He didn't believe me, asked me for examples, I gave him PLENTY and then he started to understand where I was coming from. But don't you hate it when someone asks you your opinion, and then they try to argue about it? I mean, fuck, don't tell me to say someting and then get mad at me for saying it!
Right right so moving along...I'm on my way to class at the Metro. I've been giving out a lot of change lately to people on the street and it's' been adding up...toonines here, loonies there, quarters etc. So I saw this one guy at hte metro at hte bottom of hte escalator begging for change and I gave him 75 cents a couple days ago. He smiled, called me "beautiful", said thanks, cool ,great, end of story. So I see him again this afternoon and I had three coins in my pocket: a loonie, a quarter and a nickel. I reach into my pocket and happen to pull out only two coins while fumbling wiht my newspaper and notebook: the loonie and the nickel. So I give him the nickel. I know it's not a lot, and I guess he was offended becasue he looked at it and said " a nickel? 5 cents? you gave me 5 cents last time too so what is this shit??!"
That's right, I was yelled at by a bum for not giving him enough money. And I won't argue, it's not easy being in his position. 5 cents is a pitiful amount to call oneself "generous" by, but I don't do it for any personal gratification. I was mostly mad because last time I gave him 3 quarters, not a nickel...so I don't know what kind of "shit" he's talking about, but he's certainly not getting any more of mine.
And class:
Guest speaker Robert Frank on the topic of "Post Traumatic Stress and Reporters"
And I quote Mr. Frank, mid-lecture: "I'm losing my mind."
I dunno, he asked me for an honest opinion on something and so I told him what I thought. He didn't believe me, asked me for examples, I gave him PLENTY and then he started to understand where I was coming from. But don't you hate it when someone asks you your opinion, and then they try to argue about it? I mean, fuck, don't tell me to say someting and then get mad at me for saying it!
Right right so moving along...I'm on my way to class at the Metro. I've been giving out a lot of change lately to people on the street and it's' been adding up...toonines here, loonies there, quarters etc. So I saw this one guy at hte metro at hte bottom of hte escalator begging for change and I gave him 75 cents a couple days ago. He smiled, called me "beautiful", said thanks, cool ,great, end of story. So I see him again this afternoon and I had three coins in my pocket: a loonie, a quarter and a nickel. I reach into my pocket and happen to pull out only two coins while fumbling wiht my newspaper and notebook: the loonie and the nickel. So I give him the nickel. I know it's not a lot, and I guess he was offended becasue he looked at it and said " a nickel? 5 cents? you gave me 5 cents last time too so what is this shit??!"
That's right, I was yelled at by a bum for not giving him enough money. And I won't argue, it's not easy being in his position. 5 cents is a pitiful amount to call oneself "generous" by, but I don't do it for any personal gratification. I was mostly mad because last time I gave him 3 quarters, not a nickel...so I don't know what kind of "shit" he's talking about, but he's certainly not getting any more of mine.
And class:
Guest speaker Robert Frank on the topic of "Post Traumatic Stress and Reporters"
And I quote Mr. Frank, mid-lecture: "I'm losing my mind."
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maybe he din't ask for this situation...but giving out your money all the time you'll end up like him.