Saturday, April 30, 2016

Uh oh, who am I?

Yesterday afternoon I was out at the front desk with one of my pleasant co-workers. The horrifically smelly man, who we institutionally refuse to deal with in any way, came, as he does, to the front desk to use our phone to call a cab. This is a sometimes elaborate process because, I suspect, many cab companies and drivers refuse (I think understandably) to allow him into their vehicles. Also we have to burn the phone after he uses it, which is smoky, toxic, and time consuming, but totally worth it.

Anyway, as this gentleman was on the phone, dressed in his better set of grease and urine soaked togs, a woman came up to him and nicely handed him something. I believe it was a bill, though I could not see the denomination. The man thanked her and she left.

After the smelly man was cleared out, and we had dealt with the needs of a line of patrons, and the entire area had been cleaned in a 50-50 solution of carbolic acid, my co-worker turned to comment on events to me.

"Now I feel bad!" My co-worker exclaimed.

"Why?" I asked.

"That woman gave the man money. I feel guilty now, like I should give him something."

"Oh, don't feel guilty. You know what I was doing? I was sitting over here hating that woman for giving him anything at all."

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