@P E Dant,
True. I was one of them, so I had to talk to them. But it wasn't always that way. Here's my first experience with the homeless.
"Do you have any spare change?"
"Of course. In case I lose my primary change, I always carry spare."
"Very funny. So can I have it?"
"Now where will I be if I lose my primary change after giving you my spare change?"
"Well, what are the odds you're gonna lose your primary change anytime soon?"
"I don't know, but hey, **** happens. I could get in an accident on the way home and have to use up my primary change to fix my car."
"Yeah right. You want me to believe you ain't got no insurance?"
"It's really none of your business, but no, I don't."
"Well, I'll tell you what," he said, pulling a cellphone out of his pocket, you give me your spare change and I won't call the cops and tell them that the guy leaving Scott's Party Store in a red Chevy Impala with the license plate number _______ is driving without insurance."
"What the hell, man!! You need my spare change, but you got a ******* cellphone?"
"I stole it."
So I pulled out my cellphone and said, "Well maybe I'll just call the cops and tell them that the homeless-looking guy hanging out in front of Scott's Party Store has a stolen cellphone."
"Go ahead. I'll just take off running for that Walmart across the street and ditch it somewhere inside, but not before calling the cops and reporting that the guy in the red Chevy Impala leaving Scott's Party Store with the license plate number _____ is driving without insurance."
"Fine," I said, reaching into my pocket and pulling out about two dollars in change. "Take it."
"No," he said with an evil little grin, "you keep your spare change. Gimme your primary change. Pull out the wallet."
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