Got one of those 2 for whatever breakfast sandwiches at Burger King. Ate one then, and figured the other one was lunch.
Then I saw a “pan handler”(dunno how I feel about that term, but it’s the closest I can describe homie) on the side of an exit, sitting in a wheelchair.
Let me paint this picture for you.
I’m two to three cars back from the light. I wanted to give homie this sausage, egg, and cheese croissanwich. But he isn’t looking around, as much as down.
The light turns green.
I know what to do!
Two quick beeps, and he immediately looks up!
Without even slowing down the Winnebago that pulled up behind me at the red light, he grabs it and we both say “you rock” at the same time.
That was probably the most magical moment of my life…
For myself? I dunno but it did make me feel good.
Got one of those 2 for whatever breakfast sandwiches at Burger King. Ate one then, and figured the other one was lunch.
Then I saw a “pan handler”(dunno how I feel about that term, but it’s the closest I can describe homie) on the side of an exit, sitting in a wheelchair.
Let me paint this picture for you.
I’m two to three cars back from the light. I wanted to give homie this sausage, egg, and cheese croissanwich. But he isn’t looking around, as much as down.
The light turns green.
I know what to do!
Two quick beeps, and he immediately looks up!
Without even slowing down the Winnebago that pulled up behind me at the red light, he grabs it and we both say “you rock” at the same time.
That was probably the most magical moment of my life…
Without knowing someone’s situation, if they’re in that position I prefer to say “down on their luck.”
I think it conveys less stigma and more compassion, personally.