This afternoon I was wandering around by my work in search of my afternoon caffeine, and I passed by the usual assortment of people asking for money. The usual signs about how they’re sober, good people.
For the one guy.
His sign said, “Help Me Get Drunk.”
I laughed out loud and I was like, “Dude, I admire your honesty, and that laugh was worth at least a dollar.” And I gave him money.
And he said, “I like your skirt, very pretty.”
I’m going to call that my good deed for the day.