Walking around downtown, you get used to getting hit up for cash. We all know the bums aren’t shy around here. But I’d never been hit up by a dwarf until the other day when we were walking down Wall Street. I saw the little person approach and give us the look. He was about knee-high. He walked up and said, “Excuse me…”
I immediately said, “Can’t help ya, buddy.” I continued and he stopped, mumbled something, then replied, “Don’t be ashamed.”
I turned around with a glare and growled, “I’m not.”
Later, there were reports that he’d continued to work the street, but had adapted his game. A friend told me that the little guy came up to him said, “Hey man, can I have a couple of bucks. I’m gonna buy a beer.”
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At least he did not say he was a little short, huh?
You growled? Imagine THAT.