So here's the thing...homeless people. They're everywhere. On every corner, every gas station, everywhere. I like to have a granola bar in the car or a bottle of water so that I can have something to give them other than money. Most of the time I am so frustrated with the signs they're holding, I can't bring myself to give them anything (ex. "Why lie I need a beer?" "Will work for pot," etc.)
But today, I was driving home and at the stop light there was a man standing at the crosswalk, waiting for the light to turn red so he could make his laps up and down the median. I've gotten used to not even glancing over but this time I did. I caught a glimpse of the sign he was holding and it said, "Life is about change." I thought, yeah, thats actually true. I got his attention and gave him one dollars worth of quarters, he responded with a "God bless" and I went on my way. It surprised me that I was so willing to give him anything, even if it only was one dollar. But then I thought, regardless of whether or not he actually needed that money, I think that message is an excellent insight, one that I am apparently willing to pay for.
Not to promote pan-handling, but maybe homeless people have been getting it all wrong. Instead of holding up self-serving signs, if they held up a sign that made someone feel better about themselves, they'd be more willing to help out. Weird thought.
Anyway, on a lighter note, right before this all happened I was pulling up to a stop sign a few streets earlier and I saw a homeless man crawl out of a wall. Not like out of a door, but just out of a hole where the bricks had been removed. I was quite pleased with the illusion that a man was walking through solid matter.