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On Sunday morning as we got ready to leave Seattle bound for home, we stopped downtown at 5:30 for some coffee. Outside the Starbucks was a homeless guy on a bench, who asked me for some money. I told him sorry. He asked if I'd buy him some coffee, and I said I'd see what I could do.

I was feeling generous, so I bought him a coffee and an egg salad sandwich as well. I took them out to him and gave them to him. He said, "Thanks! Oh wait, is this egg? Could you get me a different kind?" I said sorry but I didn't have any more money, so he got up and went inside to try to trade it for another sandwich while I headed for the car.


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Nov. 27th, 2007 02:10 pm (UTC)
Wow. I guess beggars CAN be choosers!
Nov. 27th, 2007 02:35 pm (UTC)
as someone who absolutely, positively cannot eat eggs-cooked-as-eggs, I can empathize with the homeless guy. The look on my face would go from joy at receiving free food, to all crinkled as I wonder why the world is so cruel...
Nov. 27th, 2007 03:51 pm (UTC)
I will often buy food but not give money too. It was kind of you to get the sandwich.
Nov. 27th, 2007 06:37 pm (UTC)
That was very good of you to buy him some food. I think that's the way to go. I've done similar in the past.

As someone who HATES egg salad, I can totally sympathize with the guy (I used to accuse my mom of trying to kill me whenever she made egg salad- drama queen much?).
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