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Wait... there are panhandlers in Canada? The great socialist hope to our north? With free health care and everything for all for life? Say it ain't so, Mennisco!
On topic, I drive by one dude every day who has a lengthy treatise written on several pieces of cardstock. He has more stuff with him than any other down-on-his-luck person I have ever seen. Some day I will get to the end of his treatise, if the red lights last longer
Somewhere on my car, written in big bold letters, is a sign that apparently only homeless people can read, that says,
"Sucker On Board - Please Approach for Easy Money"
If there's one at an intersection, and I'm stopped for a red light, they will invariably head straight for my car and look really, really pathetic. Some alien force then lowers my window, reaches into my spare change compartment, and hands them a couple of bills. I have tried NOT to do this, in the knowledge that it will only encourage future such endeavors, but it's always a different pan-handler out there. Obviously this knowledge is passed by word-of-mouth: "Look for the tafnut-looking guy; he's an easy mark . . . " ops:
Wait... there are panhandlers in Canada? The great socialist hope to our north? With free health care and everything for all for life? Say it ain't so, Mennisco!
Yes, even up here, in the land of the FREEZING FREEBIES and the home of the Knave, there are ....alas :cry: sob.......Shoeshine people and Squeeqie Youth.
Spare change shoeshine
Sittin' in the sunshine
Spare change shoeshine
All day long
My flirtation with ostentation
and wretched excess is long gone
Spare change shoeshine
Mister have ya got a dime
Spare change shoeshine
All day long
About five years ago my family and I were going to have a Christmas day dinner on a fairly large boat on the SF Bay. After dropping off family members at the pier my brother and I took off in two of the cars to find parking.
Walking back to the pier we passed a panhandler who asked for spare change. I gave him my typical response – “Not today, bud.” As we walked away he yelled “If not today, then when???” which cracked my brother and me up.
And no, we did not produce any change for the guy. I always kind of regretted that . . .
About five years ago my family and I were going to have a Christmas day dinner on a fairly large boat on the SF Bay. After dropping off family members at the pier my brother and I took off in two of the cars to find parking.
Walking back to the pier we passed a panhandler who asked for spare change. I gave him my typical response – “Not today, bud.” As we walked away he yelled “If not today, then when???” which cracked my brother and me up.
And no, we did not produce any change for the guy. I always kind of regretted that . . .
[quote="tafnut"]Somewhere on my car, written in big bold letters, is a sign that apparently only homeless people can read, that says,
"Sucker On Board - Please Approach for Easy Money"
If there's one at an intersection, and I'm stopped for a red light, they will invariably head straight for my car and look really, really pathetic. quote]
The secret is to leave 20 feet or so between you and the car in front of you or the intersection. When they approach your window, take your foot off the break and roll forward 10 feet. They get the hint and you don't have to even look at them to do it.
My favorite panhandling line was at a Renaissance Faire in Marin Co, must have been 30+ years ago. A kid asked "want to see a baby dragon?". He opened his hands to expose a small lizard. I gave him a buck ops:
Much later, on the way to SFS from dinner, a guy sitting on the sidewalk had one of those fold up extenders attached to his cup. Got a laugh, and a buck ops: ops: Slow learner, he. If they are clever, they are probably not destitute.
My brother and me were stopped at a red light when a Squeegie child approached and commenced an unsolicited window washing - I hit the squirters, doused the windshield and put on the wipers.
Once, when in Pioneer Square in Seattle (the center of the panhandler universe), I was approached by an obviously innebriated (sp?) panhandler who asked my for my spare change. I replied "Damn, I was just about to ask you fer yours.". He was completely flummoxed. Well, not completely, as he was eventually able to suggest that I go f*** myself...
I used to work with a guy who, when asked "Have you got any change?", would invariably put his hand in his pocket, jingle the coins and reply, "Why yes I do, thanks for reminding me!" This was always followed by a tirade of abuse from the beggar.
Oh yes! I've got my regular change in my right pocket and my spare change in my left pocket. If you hadnt asked me for my spare change i was gonna just throw it away. Its spare!
When me and my brothers were youngins we were on vacation and walking near where we were staying, (The Red Path Hotel),in Spokane, Washington.
A middle aged man ran from across the street and asks, " Do you have change for a ten?" Always wanting to be helpful we came up with 2 fivers. He graped the cash and ran away saying thanks boys!
He didnt lie and he didnt steal. He "changed" the 10 dollars from ours to his. We just stood there with our mouths open for a minute and then ran to tell our parents.
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