He quickly popped his head up out of the trashcan and looked my way as I was walking by.
“Hey, you ain’t got five bucks I can borrow?” he asked with a toothless grin.
“You hungry and thirsty?” I asked changing the subject very quickly and he said yes.
I fixed two sodas (Mountain Dew Raspberry Volts) at the soda counter and grabbed a couple of egg salad sandwiches out of the cooler. I paid and walked outside and gave the man the sandwiches and a ice cold 32oz soda. I was hoping he could get a good buzz off the caffeine in that caffeine overladen drink.
“Bless you,” he told me as he very clumsily and vigorously shook my hand.
“Just keeping the faith,” I replied as I got in my car and headed to home.
A luxury that poor soul will not have tonight. He was sitting over the no loitering sign as he began to eat his sandwiches and I pulled out of the parking lot. I chuckled at the irony.
I always said and joked when I was homeless that salvation would be a pretty lady delivering a big bag of double cheeseburgers and a case of Natural Light Ice beer. It would’ve been a homeless man’s party and wet dream come true.
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