Thursday, November 05, 2009

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

I drive around a lot. I mean A LOT. I spend so much time in my vehicle that I've contemplated putting in a kitchen and a bathroom to make it more comfortable for me. I also tend to keep a box of protein bars with me as I don't get to come home during the day most of the time. Plus, I go to the gym twice a day and I get hungry and don't want to visit a fast food restaurant because it would nullify the effects of going to the gym.

I told you that to tell you this.

Last night I took my girls to their church activities. As we pulled up to a corner, there was a homeless man with a cardboard sign. I've seen him there before and I've given him a protein bar before. He was very nice and gracious and thanked me.

Not this time.

Alli was in the passenger seat so I asked her to hand it to him. She was reluctant, but put her window down, held it out and said "Sir? would you like a bar?"

He came over to us and said that he doesn't often drink hard whiskey any more.


He took the bar and said, "Is this 90 proof?"

We kind of laughed and I said sure, it's 90 proof.

He scowled, said "I don't want it then!" and threw it back at us, hitting Alli in the head with the poor, non-alcoholic protein bar.

As we drove away he was muttering something about booze and food.

"Mom, please don't ever make me do that again" Alli said.


  1. That's pretty funny. And Ali's scared of good deeds now. Poor girl.

  2. ohhh boy. just can't please some people, huh? Poor Alli!

  3. that is so sad... good job trying to do good. your a good person.
    my friend offered a homeless man beef jerky and he said he doesn't eat meat...

    beggars can't be chosers..right?

  4. thank you for giving me some justification for not helping.


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