Wednesday, March 18, 2009

It Could Always Be Worse...

Why can't people just leave me alone? I absolutely cannot stand when I am approached by random men (or in some cases women) who want money when I am by myself. It's uncomfortable, weird, and it really disturbs me for some reason. When I'm with someone else I don't mind so much because I don't feel threatened, but there's something so violating about advancing on a 24 year old girl by herself. Today I stopped by my hairdresser's to get my bangs cut, and as I was leaving I saw a forty-something man with a Spurs shirt on. We made eye contact...and sure enough, he walks right up to me and says, "hi mija".

You know, generally I am a very pleasant person, but in this case I was just annoyed that he called me "mija" without even knowing me. Plus, I have a horrible headache behind my right eye that has been there for 3 days and it just puts me in a bad mood. Of course I answered back "hello" politely, but didn't stop walking. He followed me quickly, then asked if I could by any chance spare eighty cents. Uhhhh...No one has ever asked for a specific amount in change before so it peaked my curiosity. After looking around and realizing that he probably couldn't kidnap me without me making a huge fuss in front of the other 100 mall patrons, I stopped and asked him (pretty directly) what he needed the eighty cents for. He answered, "well, um you see, my woman left me here and took my car, so I gotta catch the Via." I laughed, then realized that he was probably telling me the truth. I grabbed for my wallet and started to pull out a couple dollars when I asked him why on earth his "woman" would leave him stranded in the mall. His response: Priceless.

"Cause she was all mad that I wouldn't buy her an Easter present."

Redemption. The guy deserved the eighty cents. Plus a dollar so he could grab a drink or a cheeseburger. Before I walked away I said, "Well good luck sir, and tell your woman that she doesn't need anything for Easter...we're in a recession."

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