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?