Wednesday, August 16, 2006
| So as I was waiting for rush hour to die down I decided to hop into Arby's. A lady asked me for change as I walked in. She wasn't mollified with the 38 cents I gave her. She told me that it didn't really help her in her attempt to purchase something from the 5 for $5.95 menu that she was camped next to. So, I told her to pick an item and I'd buy it for her. She picked the mozzerella sticks. As I was eating my meal, I was wondering why I've been giving people money more often...just the other day I gave a guy who just got out of prison $5. (I was a bit drunk, so I figured he may as well buy a beer after he just got out of prison (assuming he was being honest), or use the money to get to the mission, like he said). Oddly enough, while walking to the el stop, I saw the person I gave $5 the other day. We had a chat, and he appears to be doing well. He started talking about how he was in a bad spot, and I thought he was going to ask for more money. But alas, all he wanted to say was thank you and tell me that he's been getting back on track. Maybe an email from someone who mentioned personal "evolution" prompted this. She mentioned it in a good manner, but I thought about it and I have been evolving for the worse (from a certain point of view). As law school progresses, I go for the throat more and more. So maybe these acts have been to prove that I am evolving for the better . . . I don't want to end up thinking that I was a better person when I made less money. Or maybe there's something in making "friends" with people who have nothing to lose. Powerful friends are good and all, but being friends with the "proles" have the advantage of that they have nothing to lose by helping you (yes, a bit pretentious to use proles). Or maybe I've just been playing my Starwars video game too much. |
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