In hindsight, maybe I should have just smiled and cursed him out really loudly.
I had a long day of classes with no chance to eat in between, and decided I’d stop to Subway on my way home. Go in, order my sub, get a drink, debate eating here or at home, then pick a table and sit down to enjoy my meal. Turns out it would have been better to eat at home.
Not four bites into my sub, some random guy comes up to me and puts a piece of paper in front of me, on which is written (I shit you not) “I am deaf. Give me money.” This puts me in a really awkward situation for two reasons.
- I am not in a position to be giving money away to strangers even if I wanted to–what change I did have on me I need for laundry.
- I had no way of communicating this to this man and not look like a jerk (If I’d been thinking straight I’d have pulled a pen out of my bookbag and wrote “I’m broke” for him. But I was too surprised to think straight, even to shake my head ‘no’)
I do try talking to him in the hopes that he read lips–he didn’t. He gives up and walks away, and I breath a sigh of relief.
Once the utter shock of this wore off, I just couldn’t believe the audacity of this guy. I see beggars all the time–the street I was on has the most pedestrian traffic in the city, and the most pan-handlers as well, most of them with signs touting equally stupid reasons to give them money. But what made this man think it would be a good idea to walk into a restaurant, and start bothering customers who are just trying to enjoy their meal?
I’m not sure what’s worse–the fact that he seemed to think that being deaf was a good enough reason for people to give him money, or the way he simply demanded it. Listen…er, I mean, read—anyone who simply says ‘give me money’ is an asshole. I am not obligated to give you money. It’s my money, and I’m free to do what I want with it. If I want to donate it to charity, I can. If I want to pay rent with it, I can. If I want to blow it on junk food, I can. If I want to give it to the guy with the sign reading ‘Need money for cocaine’ instead of you, I can. You’re not entitled to one red cent. And don’t try to guilt me into it either. That just makes you more of an asshole. Coming onto private property and bothering people who are minding their own business is the icing on the cake of your assholery. If you’d just asked, even with a please, I wouldn’t be so pissed. Me not giving you money was not because I’m uncaring, but because I don’t have money to give. On the other hand, you should know some manners (Hint: Like not bugging people in a restaurant. Only waiters can do that)
I’m sure you think I’m a jerk for not giving you money. I’m not the jerk here–just the one with more decency.