Phat writes:
yeah but im losing money. Im not rich either, ya know.
Money often is NOT what is needed. Often the homeless person just needs someone to acknowledge they exist, a smile, a good morning, a Hi.
The other day I was in my local Walgreen's and there was a mother and her maybe 8 or 9 year old daughter buying school supplies. They were at the serious decision stage as SHE had about a dozen different folder covers and was walking up and down the aisle try to decide which patterns or designs to choose. SHE also had a pony tail that reached almost to her knees and she swung it side to side as she walked.
I commented that I wish I could fix my hair in a pony tail and her reply was "Even a first grader knows how to make a pony tail." Her mother said "Now that wasn't polite; apologize to the nice man" but I asked, "Instead, can SHE teach me how a first grader would make a pony tail."
So I knelt down in the aisle and SHE grabbed my hair almost pulling it out of my head and started twisting it up into a rope.
"You have really skinny hair!"
"You're going bald you know!"
Her mom is laughing and I'm near tears and SHE is totally in charge.
"Reach back and feel that! You need to twist it like that first, then put this over, then twist it and put it through again and then do this..."
And I had my very first pony tail.
Her mom was still laughing and asked if I was okay and mom told her daughter it wasn't nice to tell someone they were going bald to which SHE replied, "But mommy, he is!"
So okay.
Cost, got my knees dirty. Mom and daughter both had fun. I learned how to make a pony tail as well as a first grader and the chances are that both got to tell others about their day.
And my hair really is so skinny that I've always gotten my head sunburned if I stay out too long without a hat.
Skinny hair can be a bitch.
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