This morning on the way to work I passed a bum who had way better hair than me. The whole shabby chic movement has really helped bum-style. He was also wearing the same blue canvas shoes that I've been so fond of wearing this summer. Freaking bums...
Next, since I started law school two things have happened: I have way less money, and I have to wear a suit and tie more often. I've worked downtown before. I once worked next to Temple Square, which is bum Mecca in Salt Lake City. People have been panhandling me for years and it's always gone a little like this--
Bum: Hey, can you spare any change?
Me: Sorry, man, I don't have any. (Pretty true, I seldom carry cash.)
Bum: Thanks, man. God bless.
Now it goes a little something like this--
Bum: Hey, can you spare any change?
Me in a suit and tie: Sorry, man, I don't have any. (More true now than ever--I neither have cash nor un-maxed credit.)
Bum: @%$! you.
A couple times I have thought about taking the bums aside and explaining my finances to them, but I don't think most of them would believe that they have way more money than I. It's true that I can get ridiculous amounts for school loans, but I bet I still eat more fire-warmed food and cans of beans than any of these guys. Freaking bums...
3 comments:
Weird.
http://codenameblogtastica.blogspot.com/2008/04/yubbies.html
http://codenameblogtastica.blogspot.com/2008/04/tella-yubbies.html
The SLC bums are getting a lot of blog attention lately.
get the rider mower. it's time to start mowing the bums
Seems like a painful grooming technique...
Oh, I get it.
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