Today I witnessed a Good Samaritan at work. A homeless man, who was really drunk on the 40 he was carrying around, was walking around the streets of San Francisco reminding everyone that it was indeed Father's Day.
"Have you called your father to wish him a Happy Father's Day?" is what he said when he approached me. Because I'm admittedly self-centered, I thought he only reminded me because I was special in some way. But no, I later observed him peering in store doorways, stopping at sidewalk cafes, and looking down at the dogs tied up to meters to reminding all to call our dads.
Drunk Homeless Guy: I salute You.
(Oh, and I'm really sorry I didn't give you any change. You had me panicked about forgetting it was Father's Day, so I immediately got on my cell phone.)
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