Joe Welsh's 117th adventure in a sketchy Rochester neighborhoodscene: Joe Welsh, having a giant pity party for himself over the fact that he sucks at his job and that he has no money, emerges onto the street from a 7-11. He holds a giant Slurpee and is wearing sweats. A scary and economically disadvantaged dude approaches. Joe Welsh lowers his head to give the impression that he doesn't want to be asked for money. The gesture fails.
Dude: Hey, man!
Joe Welsh: Hey.
Dude: Look, I need you to do me a favor.
Joe Welsh (after assessing what response might get him stabbed): I'm not in the favor business anymore.
Dude: Oh! So that's how it is?!
Joe Welsh: That's how it is, boss.
Dude (with begrudging respect): Cool.
Joe Welsh: Take care.
Dude: You too.
The lesson? Slurpees are awesome.
So this happened to me about a year ago when I was downtown seeing a show...
Guy comes up to me and I could tell he was going to ask for money...
Guy: Hey man...lemmme ask you something...
Me: Uh sure...
Guy: You ever have a homeless guy come up and ask for money...?
Me: Yeah...
Guy: They always say they need money for a bus ticket or their car ran out of gas right?
Me: Yeah a lot of the time...
Guy: Yeah well it's all fuckin bullshit ! They aint got no car! They anit buyin no bus ticket! Now, I was wonderin if I could get a few bucks so I can buy some malt liquor?
Gave the dude a dollar.
So, I'm on my way to work this morning and Joe comes up to me and says, "hey man, can you spare a few bucks? I need money to write my blog on a regular basis."
I said no.
