
Originally Posted by
Shalot
I am tired of the beggers. In the past few months, I've been approached more times than I have in the past few years. It's getting worse. The first couple of times, it didn't really bother me, but the woman who approached me with a piece of paper in her hand and asked if I was local before she asked me for money really pissed me off.
She had a backpack on, and was carrying a piece of paper and she held it up when she asked, "Are you from around here?"
My first thought was that she was lost and was looking for a specific place, and that the piece of paper she had in hand was a set of directions or something that she needed help with. So I was prepared to tell her whether or not I knew how to get where she was trying to go. But then she started to speak again, and she told me she had some kind of tumor in her head, and she suffered from seizures, and that she was 2 months pregnant, and then there were a few other ailments that she listed but by then I was ready to keep moving. If she had just stopped after tumor and seizures, I may have reached into my pocket for a wadded up dollar bill that I had. But she went on with her litany of ailments, and I decided she wasn't getting anything from me.
When she sensed that I was losing interest, she showed me the piece of paper which was an email print out listing some medications. Her story was that she went to the hospital where she was given the prescriptions and that she had then gone to Walgreens to get the prescription filled, and that Walgreens declined her card, and would not give her the needed medicine. So she needed me to give her money for her medicine. As she told her tale, I noticed her missing teeth, and the huge stain on the men's undershirt she was wearing and how she seemed so full of ****e. I told her I wasn't carrying cash and she promptly told me that there was an ATM around the corner, and we could go over together and I could get the $20 she needed. I said, "No I can't." and then she got real huffy, and said "Please???!!!" and I said no, and walked away, and she made some noise at me like I was being unreasonable.
Maybe she really did have all those issues, I don't know, but it didn't seem like it. Other beggers were happy with anything I could spare, but she wanted $20.00. That's a bit much. Why didn't she take that attitude with the hospital personnel who sent her on her way with a prescription she had no means of filling? Do they not advise about charity services? When I went to the dentist, the first thing they asked me before they did a thing was how was I going to pay for the parts that insurance didn't cover. They had a detailed breakdown of the charges for the services that I needed that they hadn't yet provided. So, is our hospital system that lousy that they would send her on her way without making sure that she could procure the needed medicine? I guess it must be. Or she's a liar. Or both A and B are correct.
A few days later I was walking downtown on my lunch break and I was approached by someone from Greenpeace who wanted donations and I would have been happy to do that, but they wanted my credit card number, right there down on the street. I called Greenpeace, and told them that I was approached by someone with a donation request, and she told me that yes, they had representatives canvasing the area, and she told me which city they were from, and it matched what the Greenpeace rep had told me, so it wasn't a hustle. But still, it irritated me just the same.
It's one thing to ask for spare change, or a dollar or something, but when they walk up to you on the street and want your credit card it changes things. I pull out the credit card on MY terms...
There are also homeless people who stand outside of where I work holding newspapers which cost $1. The newspapers are special publications related to homelessness. There is one man who always stations himself on a bench, and he will say "Have a Nice Day" to whoever walks past. I will buy his paper sometimes. There are a lot of homeless people selling newspapers. If it was just one or two people standing around outside, I would probably buy their papers regularly, but there are too many clustered in one area, and now when I see them I am uncomfortable. I'm sure they are not comfortable either though. There are some who just stand there and hold the papers up and I'm not really inclined to buy their papers. If I was homeless, that's probably what I would do. I wouldn't speak and therefore wouldn't sell any papers.
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