No Soup for You
Feb. 4th, 2008 02:56 pmIn other news, my mental health seems to have been slightly invigorated by my lunch with
finch500 yesterday. Also, I had a funny encounter on my way back to my car. I passed a homeless man who was asking for change. I said, "I don't have any change, but I have some leftovers if you want them."
"What is it?" he asked.
"It's African food -- mincemeat and lentils," I replied.
He looked extremely skeptical. "Let me see it," he said. I opened up the box to show the admittedly-unappetizing-looking pile of lentils, minced beef, and soggy spongy injera. He crinkled his nose so hard it basically inverted itself back into his skull. "EUGH!" he shouted. "That looks NASTY!"
I was amused. But I still didn't give him any change. (Legitimately -- I had put all of my change into the meter two hours before -- a nickel gets you like 2 minutes downtown. Rip off!)
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"What is it?" he asked.
"It's African food -- mincemeat and lentils," I replied.
He looked extremely skeptical. "Let me see it," he said. I opened up the box to show the admittedly-unappetizing-looking pile of lentils, minced beef, and soggy spongy injera. He crinkled his nose so hard it basically inverted itself back into his skull. "EUGH!" he shouted. "That looks NASTY!"
I was amused. But I still didn't give him any change. (Legitimately -- I had put all of my change into the meter two hours before -- a nickel gets you like 2 minutes downtown. Rip off!)