Thursday, June 18, 2009
Sir
Headphones phone in music at low volume as I walk down Main Street's midday sidewalk. Across from the candy store is a man on a bench. As I pass him, he acknowledges me with a somewhat serious, "What's up?" I raise my eyebrows and give a pitiful smile and hide my eyes from contact when I hear,"HEY! GiMME some money!"
When I look back, outstretched is his cup in hand.
Thank you for your honesty, sir, but just because I raise my eyebrows slightly and give you a pitiful smile, that does not mean I owe you ANYTHING.
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