Bloglander

To the guy outside Safeway who asked me for money with that great sob story
about you not being a creeper, not being able to get a hold of anyone, and
needing some extra cash. It convinced me to pull out some small bills in my
wallet and would have told you not to even worry about coming back with the
$10 I started to hand you, until you asked for $20. As I waited in the
magazine aisle along with mindful employees wondering how long I was going
to stand there, couldn't help wonder how big your smile was after turning
to tell me you'd be back in "15 minutes!!" Thanks for turning my ice cream
run into a broke ass-weekend.