Last night I went to dinner at a restaurant that shall remain nameless. 

As I walked out, I was approached by a bum, pushing another bum in a wheel chair.  Here is how the conversation went, verbatim:

Bum: "Ma'am...her leg."

Cue me looking at the woman in the wheel chair, who looked totally fine.

Bum: "We just need 85 cents."


I was always taught that if you don't ask, you won't receive.  And I appreciate his specific request, however...what the hell are you going to do with 85 cents?  Also, what is even wrong with her leg?