Good deed for the day...
So I'm getting gas before the hurricane hits, and this white trash thirtysomething comes up to me begging a ride. She looks harmless enough, so I acquiesce, upon which she asks me to buy her a beer, so I tell her I'm not 21. So then I give her some money to buy her gross American alcoholic "beverage" and shortly thereafter, it becomes very apparent how intoxicated she already is. After I listen to her entire pathetic life story, I finally drop her off where she asks me to, which is the intersection of a minor side street and University Ave, next to the Presidential Mansion. And she asks for money for a bus fare. In any case, I won't ever see her again, and that does not sadden me.