Yesterday on my way to lunch at Arby's, I passed one of the homeless guys in that area, with a sign that read "Bill Clinton rapes girls." Once inside Arby's my server had on nametag on that said, "Hello, my name is John."
When the total came, I decided to pay with a twenty and explained to him
while he had given me exceptional service, that his nametag made me feel he obviously believes in Senator McCain's plan to use the largest bill in my wallet. I told him I was going to buy a twenty off the homeless guy outside. He looked like he was about to say something, but I think he realised my statement didn't really require a response.
I went outside, asked the homeless guy if he could change out a twenty,
and told him to thank the server inside, as I had decided he could use the change more. The homeless guy looked at me in disbelief but seemed like he wasn't really aware what was going on.
As I unlocked my bicycle, I realized my tire had a slow leak and that I'd have to stop by Target to buy either a new tire or a patch kit. While a self-repairing tire costs $6, a patch kit costs $5, although it comes with the tool I need to pry the tire off. I then decided that it might be a good idea to buy both. It also might have been better if I saved the twenty and changed it out at Target, as my laundry basket was nearly full.
I think this redistribution of wealth is going to take a while to
catch on with those doing the work.
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