Hey you, FREAKS! Come over HERE!!!!

Plenty of people have asked me for food before. Usually I don't have any on me and when I have extra food I have to look for someone to give it to. But this was the very first time that someone asked me for food I was in the middle of eating!

I noticed her when she was standing in front of a table where two boys were seated, drinking a packet of pancake syrup. I stared as she drank the whole thing down. I think that's when she spotted me. I went back to eating and didn't notice her again until she was walking right up to me. She said "Can you spare that sandwich?", and pointed to the half eaten one on my plate. I could only just sit there and watch her put her backpack on the table, reach in, and pull out a styrofoam plate! She went to hand it over to me and I said "No, that's my lunch." She grunted and walked away.

Guess she was determined to get something out of me because she returned a few minutes later holding the plate out to me again. She said, "Well, can you spare any CHANGE?" I reached into my pocket and, making sure I didn't get any quarters, pulled out some change and tossed it onto the plate next to some other coins. I told her "You know that there are tons of places in the city to get free food."
and she said "No there's not."
"In the east village theres tons."
"but that food's not healthy."
"It's probably healthier than this fast food crap."
She didn't bother responding and continued on her rounds.

As I started to pack up my stuff I noticed all these people laughing and nudging the person next to them and pointing towards my new friend. I turned around and saw that she was holding her own little karaoke session and singing the words to 'Here's Where the Story Ends*' into each fry before she popped it into her mouth.

I didn't finish my drink and thought to offer it to her. I was afraid she might throw it at me or something weird so I just left it on the table and left.

I walked to the train station, got on the L and looked up to see some homeless looking guy pulling all this cash out of his pockets and dropping it on the ground saying he doesn't need it. Guess I'll have to save that for another day. Jeez.

*song by The Sundays.

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