Living in the Scoot Utopia

With the weather warming up, the panhandlers are back out in full force. Now that I've lived downtown for 3 years they don't really bother me any more, they are just an occcasional nuisance slightly below junk mail and telemarketer calls in irritation level. (The only thing that bugs me about them any more is when I see them pester suburban visitors, because visitors don't realize how harmless the vast majority of them are.)

Unlike some of the more aggressive panhandlers, today I had a pretty laid back experience with one who was relaxing on a bench that I passed within about 50 feet of as I was walking home from work. He never got up from the bench nor even flinched from his relaxed pose.

Panhandler: How's it goin'?

Me: Having a nice day, How about you?

Panhandler: Just fine. Say, can you help a brutha with any spare change you have?

Me: Sorry, not today.

Panhandler: That's cool. Have a good night, bro!

Me: You too!