It's A Gift

Yesterday was a day off for me. I ended up running to the local store to pick up a few things for lunch. I did NOT want the tilapia Mrs. WHW was making. I wanted chili and macaroni noodles....my own chili mac. BTW: tilapia looks a lot like carp.

Anyway, as I walked out of the store there was a older fellow wandering around the small parking lot. As I approached my car, he looked up at me, smiled, and said something about the wind (yesterday was very windy here). I nodded and told him to be sure to hold his hat on. In retrospect, this was a dumb thing to do.

What followed was 15 minutes of discussion. Topics included:

1. How his daughter and her friend are trying to draw disability...not because they are disabled, but because they are lazy. I learned that "they" hire people to watch people who are claiming disability and take pictures proving you are not disabled.
2. He spends his days wandering parking lots, gas station lots, and fast food drive thrus looking for change that people drop and don't pick up. Sounds like the McDonald's drive thru is a gold mine. Said this helps him pass the day.
3. In a story that tied his first two stories, he told me that he once found a wallet with $120 in it at a truck stop. His daughter wanted him to keep it....and give her $50. He decided to call the person and work out a return. He was rewarded with $20 of the $120.

Believe me, for every story I post about my encounters I have 3 more I decide would be redundant.

It's nice to be needed.