Well, it was the early 2000s. I was at a bus station in Knoxville, TN, so Mr. Wendell, the neighborhood Black beggar, asks for me for money, and I didn’t have any, even showing the empty wallet.
Next, out of anger he looks over my body and calls me a pussy lol, and some White guys giggle in background.
But seriously, race issues aside, what do I owe bums in general? They don’t do anything for me. I mean, if they can beg for a living, providing nothing in return, then why not me? Well, I guess I could tell people I’m starving to death lol.