I come along hearing the old people with this saying: “Beggars can’t be choosers.”
But nobody like them ain’t explain that to these modern-day beggars.
I don’t know if these beggars today belong to some kinda beggars’ organisation, but a lot of them need training in customer service.
Like a few weeks ago, I driving gine up Green Hill and stopped behind a car. Sudden so, a man pushed his face to the passenger side of my vehicle and asked me if I could help him with some money to buy two hot dogs and drink. Yes, not one but two hot dogs and a wash down, a meal that I can’t even afford for myself.
I had ’bout 75 cents in fine change lying about the car, so I give it to him.
The fella took it, shook it around in his hand as though counting it, then steups hard and ask me if I ain’t got $5. Well, after I overcame the shock, I told him yes, I did in fact have $5.
I reach into my pocket as though searching for the $5 and asked him to give me back the change, which he gladly obliged. He then stood there with his hand held out waiting for the $5. Look, I never roll up my car windows so fast in my life.
By the time he realise what was happening, my piece o’ old car was speeding over Green Hill. In my rear-view mirror, I could see him throwing off his hands, no doubt cussing me for not giving him the $5.
And I have heard several people with similar experiences. I hear a woman say that one day she was sitting in the park having lunch and this fella came up to her and told her he was hungry and wanted some money to buy something to eat.
She told him she didn’t have any money, and only had the soft drink which she had taken a few sips from left, so if he wanted the drink he was free to have it.
She said she never get cuss so stink in her life. The fella said he ain’t want no drink that she dribble in and put her nasty mouth to, cause he ain’t know where her mouth (which he accused her of performing all kinda sexual acts with) does be.
Seriously, these beggars ain’t easy. I personally know one of them, and one day we were watching two men mix concrete to pave a walkway. So I turned to the fella and told him that the foreman wanted another worker for the day and he was willing to pay $60.
The fella look at me like I was talking Spanish, and told me he ain’t working in no hot sun; he prefer to beg first. Later in the day I saw him eating chicken and rice which he begged a tourist for. I shame to tell wunna what I had for lunch that day.
And now day before, I heading to my car with two bananas in hand which I bought from a nearby vendor. A woman in the car park asked me for one. ‘no problem,’ I said and pop off one and give her. She then ask me for $1. I give her that too. And while walking away she turn and asked me, “so why you give me de greenest banana?”
Wunna don’t wanta hear what I tell her. seriously.
I tell wunna these modern-day beggars need some serious customer service training. See ya.
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