I was just out cutting the grass, its 97 out there and I was seating my arse off.
Some black guy comes riding up on a bicycle and wants to know if I have some change so he can buy potato chips.
He doesn’t ask if I have some work he can do. he just wants to interrupt my work to ask for a hand out.
I told him “Obama has some change”
Perhaps I mislead the lazy sap. ;)
seating =sweating
Your post reminds me why I love my wife. After the riots downtown in 2001 and the Clintons Mrs Stan Chesley Federal Judge’s resulting total emasculation of the Cincy Police, panhandlers absolutely ruled. Anyway, one night we went to a nice restaurant downtown and because nobody dared to go downtown in that atmosphere, we parked right in front of the place. As we got out of the car a very well fed fellow immediately accosted us for money for “food”. Without missing a beat my wife opened the backdoor of the car and grabbed an opened but large bag of potato chips and presented them to him. He actually became disoriented and mute, and as we entered the restaurant he put the chips in a garbage can.
More change!