Yesterday, as I was leaving a training class I took at the Apple store, a homeless man approached me with a handful of coins and asked if I could give him change. With just a little more money, he claimed, he could go buy his lunch. Because I had my hands full with my computer and a fresh bottle of water, and my purse is actually a backpack strapped on my back,I didn't want to rummage around for money. So instead, I offered him my unopened bottle of water. Because really, what's a hotter commodity during an afternoon, outside, in the summer heat, in Dallas than a nice cold bottle of water?
But this guy was not interested in my water-- "No, I don't want your water. I want some money so I can buy my lunch."
And I said, "Are you sure? You don't want this fresh bottle of water?"
He sort of rolled his eyes at me and turned around to find a different person to ask. But then he turned his head back around at me and yelled something... I'm not sure what, but I know he sounded really annoyed with me. Me and my stupid water.
I was honestly a little put off. I tried to be helpful. And he was just rude and unappreciative. Oh well- Whatever, Man. Hopefully you were able to round up enough cash for a happy meal.
A little later that day, I was downtown in an area I'm familiar with. I was having trouble finding a place to park, and I was running late to where I was going. After circling the block twice, I found a parking meter, so I pulled into the spot.
I put all the coins I had in the meter. But it only gave me something like 36 minutes on the meter, which I knew wasn't enough time. So I asked a woman nearby if she had change for a dollar. "No. I don't have any- sorry."
I asked another man I saw. He gave me the same quick answer.
I asked two more men, and they both said they didn't have any change. One recommended I ask someone at the hotel down the street.
And it occurred to me that these people might think I'm homeless and panhandling for money. And I wondered, "Is this my karmic punishment for not giving that man earlier today the money he asked for?"
No one offered me a water, and if they had, I would have so gladly accepted it. It's hot out there, people! But fortunately, the hotel was able to give me my change. But it was a hassle, and it was frustrating. I'm pretty sure, that on this point, me and the homeless man could agree.