Generous but I have my limits

 Lately, I can't seem to walk into a Walgreens without someone trying to hustle me for money.  Good luck.  I pretend I can't hear them most of the time.  Someone was standing outside on Wednesday and said Hi, sweetheart, how are you?  I wasn't sure if he was referring to me but I was hoping he would be gone when I left.  Many months ago, someone was yelling at people to give him some money.  When he got to me, I channeled his energy and yelled, NO!  Give me money!  He backed up and threw his hands up. He was still yelling at people to give him money and seemed to skip me when I left.  This winter, I got out of my car just to go in and scan items on my Shopkick list. I was not buying anything whatsoever and I knew someone was going to start with me when some woman waved at me.  She told me to be careful of the ice.  It was not icy out.  I thought cut it out.  She said she needed some shoes from Goodwill which was down the street and I said I'm having a hard time and don't have any money on me.  I wasn't mean.  I didn't try to brush her off.  I said I'm sorry and if she was hurting, I am sorry.  She cut me off and walked away.  Fine.  When I came out, she was trying to hustle someone else and then she saw me and forgot for a second that she had already talked to me. I did not have a bag with me. I did not buy anything and she scoffed and walked off.  When I got in my car and pulled out to head home, she flipped me the bird.  Glad her finger wasn't freezing.

I did give $10 to a young kid that was sitting outside Cermak last winter.  He looked like someone hit him and he was covered in blankets.  He looked sad and he wasn't asking for money.  He did take some money that people offered him.  I didn't know his story.  He just looked lost and my heart broke seeing him. 

When I was still going to the office, I walked into Pick n Save before work and there's a gas station in the parking lot.  Someone saw me at the gas station and came over.  I thought oh no. Not today. They looked way too happy to see me and he gave me a story that he didn't have any gas.  I saw the two little kids and thought this just sucks.  I can't say no, but I never carry money with me.  Maybe a few dollars and when I handed it over, he cursed me out and say This is all you got?  I said this is all I got!  He called me cheap.  I said keep moving!  Don't bother me!  He's still going on how cheap I am while he's hitting someone else up.  I yelled at him to shut up!  Yeah I'm not proud I did that.  I thought are you kidding me? Sure enough he's still going to other people for money as I'm pulling out of the parking lot.

If you could put a sign on the scammers and cheaters, it would make life easier on who you should help and who should get the finger that woman waved at me.

You want to be a good human and I dislike when I turn into the cynical person and start yelling like a Real Housewife of Orange County in a Pick n Save parking lot.  Seems to be a theme for me.  

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