Dear Sir,I realize--believe me, I realize--that times are tough all over.
And I'm guessing your circumstances are particularly dire. I don't believe for a moment that going about smelling like you've spent six days lying in the trough at a stadium men's room is your preferred way of life. And I sympathize.
But given that. . .. don't you think you have better things to spend $5 on than a venti Cinnamon Dolce Latte?
Like. . .soap?
Sincerely,
Jordan
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There was a recent article in WaPo's Outlook section on Sunday about "things we give up as we slide toward poverty in this recession," and it spoke of how in different eras, that "thing" that spoke of family was always the last to go, like the piano, or a nice carpet, but usually the mask of makeup and clothing were the very last, because we still needed to look respectable. I suppose one could sympathetically argue he's slipped past soap, but then why was he buying expensive coffee? "Buddy can you spare a venti Cinnamon Dolce Latte" doesn't have that same zing, does it?
~~Washington "Oh No, Not My Armani Sheer #9" Cube
Love the hobo picture. And I love open letters. I relieve much stress that way.
There's a photo circulating around of a guy at a soup kitchen taking a picture of Michelle Obama with his cell phone. Yup. A cell phone. At a soup kitchen. Where do they send the bill?
cube: that was what was killing me--you see people who are hard up and don't smell great all the time. You don't see them in Starbucks buying a $5 drink.
cgg: the world has run amok.
wow..your post is timely...cause i was just evaluating some hobos yesterday and thinking to myself..i wish they still wore suit coats and bowlers its just a classier sort of hobo look...
guess im just old skool... i like my hobos classic and drinking a plain ole cup o'joe...or whiskey...
xoxo
It's a personal mantra to not give money to bums who have A) Starbucks or B) nicer shoes than me.
And they're EVERYWHERE.
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