Oh, the joy of beggars.
Last week, one of my clients took a few of his employees and me out to lunch at a place near downtown Nashville. While we were eating at our table, a supposedly “deaf” man walked up to all of us and handed us cards that asked for a cash donation. He threw in a random “UHHHH” just to seem believable. It had no relevance, I guess he was just grunting? Or maybe he was reciting one of the many rap songs on the radio that start out with people grunting… again, for no reason.
The client and his employees all picked up the cards and read them compassionately. I ignored the card, not even reading it, and continued eating my lunch. I was completely un-phased and immune to any form of begging.
Everyone at the table was shocked at how nonchalant and “uncaring” I was.
Sorry, that’s just how I feel. Rodney and I make plenty of donations to reputable organizations that feed the homeless. I am not about to whip out my wallet and give cash to someone, who could easily snatch the whole thing out of my hands and be out the door before I could blink. No way.
He came back around, angry that nobody had their money out, and stuck out his hand to demand that we give back his cards. Done.
Fast forward to this weekend. I was getting groceries in the town we live in… 45 minutes away from where I had lunch with my client. I turned around and came eye to eye with the SAME “deaf” man. He let out his “UHHHH” sound and tried to hand me the card. I rolled my eyes and said “Not you again” and walked away.
I got the distinct impression he heard me too.
He then proceeded to go through the aisles, harassing customers and trying to grab food out of their carts.
Do I need to point out what’s wrong with this situation? It doesn’t matter if he takes food out of their carts, because it hasn’t been paid for. He wouldn’t get out of the store with it anyway, so why would he go through the carts taking food? It’s the same stuff that’s on the shelves.
Let’s not forget the most important question either: How is our deaf friend getting from one place to the other, and where does he intend to store all the cash and food once he gets it?
I write this post with humor, not cruelty. I have plenty of care and compassion for people who are in need of food or money. But come on… this story has scam written all over it.