I have had a long weekend. I thought I saved something. I thought I was doing a good job. I don't know anymore. I was driving around ruminating over depression and loneliness...
What I do know is how cold it was this weekend. I had to wait till later to drive that day. I was running an errand and dwelling on the previous night when I saw the sign.
Retired Veteran. Will work and do anything. God Bless.
I took off my sunglasses and smiled at him. The light turned green, but I put my car in park. I waved him over. There were lanes of traffic, but with a smile and tip of his hat he braved crossing in front of a guy already racing to make the light. I rolled the window down and fumbled for my wallet, knowing I had a couple of bucks.
I had two dollar bills and one twenty, I thought I was broke... In a split second, I pulled out that twenty and handed it out the window.
We never had a chance to smile at each other again because the world around us was impatient at me for holding up traffic and being in the middle lane, and of course, damning the man for not having a job and being so... poor.
I hope he realized how happy his sign made me. That was a good investment. I smiled all day, God Bless I had twenty dollars.
It made the rest of life seem a bit stupid.
Some people just use me. On purpose. This guy simply had hope someone would allow him to ask.
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