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Originally Posted by Jeff Higgins
I started bringing my old tennis shoes, clothing, warm jackets, cans of soup, boxes of cereal, apples, bananas, and stuff like that for them. They always used to look incredibly disapointed, bordering on pissed off, to receive goods rather than money. Now they know my Bug and won't even look at me.
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I tried to give a guy food once, who said he needed money to get something to eat. He was a jerk about it and asked for money. That was the last time I tried to help a bum.
There's a one-armed fellow working the off ramp near my kids' daycare right now. Considering it's all tax free for him, I'd be willing to bet he nets about what I do working a job. Not a bad gig, really when you consider two rush-hours a day is about 4 or 5 hours "work".