Those freakin beggars

He walked past my car, noticed my window down, and casually asked me for directions to a place that he obviously knew. I ignored him. Well, I didn't ignore him, I didn't know he was asking me until he started walking away, when I realized that there was nobody else around but for him to talk to but me.

Paul sure took a long time in wawa. I sat there in my car and watched the beggar after that. having nothing else to do. Through my side view mirrow I saw him intercept two guys at the end of the block. I don't know what he asked them, but he went out of his way to follow them back up the block, up past my car and all the way to the next corner. They ignored him after the initial contact. I was amazed it took him that long before he gave up.

From there, he paced back and forth, looking for somebody, anybody to mooch off of. He saw someone across the street and he shouted something. That person ignored him. He continued to pace. A couple of cars parked down the street on the next block and he casually strolled over to them. Unfortnately, they crossed the street and went another direction. "Darn it," I pictured him saying in my head.

With that opportunity lost, he came back down toward my car, looking left down the intersecting street hoping to see someone else. I assume nobody was there as he continued to walk back down the street, back toward my car. I really wanted paul to hurry up.

Two cars pulled into parking spots in front of me. He stopped and greeted them as they walked out. They ignored him and continued into Wawa. Then, two of the girls that were in the one car didn't go into wawa with the rest of the group. They waited outside and smoked a cigarette. The beggar paced back up the street away from them, looking back. I could feel him trying to think of something to say. At that exact moment, a bum came out of the woodwork and took a seat next to the two girls.

Finally the beggar found what he wanted to say and turned back around. I saw him point to his hand, mocking a watch. "Do you have the time?" I heard him say in my head.

The girls looked at their watches and told him the time. "Oh, thank you very much," I heard him continue in my head, "Hey listen, I hate to ask you this, but I really need some help. My only son died two hours ago and instead of sitting at the hospital as he was in his deathbed, I decided to pace around outside of wawa begging for money so I can buy some crack."

The one girl looked down at her shirt, trying her best to ignore him. The other girl, a softy at heart, started digging through her purse before the beggar even finished telling his obviously made up story. She pulled out a dollar for the beggar. The bum sitting next to her though, must have protested giving the beggar money, because right after that, she pulled out a dollar for him too.

And in my head, I was just screaming "NO, DON'T FUCKIN FALL FOR IT. OH MY GOD, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" She didn't listen.

The bum, the beggar and the softy parted ways and I was left there, still waiting for paul. At least it was an interesting wait. If not, I probably would have just left him.

Fuck beggars and fuck paul.