I was walking from the gym to my car on Tuesday afternoon when a man stopped me and asked me if I could spare any change because he "needed to make a phone call." I looked in my bag and the only thing I could come up with was my quarter, the one I put in the locker every day at the gym. I gave it to him without hesitation. The next day when I went to work out and opened the locker I always use, a quarter fell out.
Last night, I ordered sushi take out. I pulled into the parking lot and a man called out to me "excuse me, sir" which didn't phase me at all because after all it is winter and I am wearing my knit cap (please refer to previous blog posting). He was completely honest with me. He said he was homeless and wanted to know if I could spare any change. I told him I would give him something when I came out from picking up my food. I gave the guy a dollar and then he asked me if I could spare forty cents more, but I had no change.
Some day he will get his.
Karma fuck: A noun form of "what goes around comes around." When you've been screwing over everyone else around you, pissing off the universe and being a generally lame person, when you get screwed over it's your bad karma fucking you over.
