Today is my lucky day - I found a dollar laying on the street today in the middle of a crosswalk. I stopped, picked it up, but then was immediately consumed with guilt and paranoia. I held the dollar out, arm extended, pondering what to do next. I looked to my left, nope, doesn't appear I'm on camera. I looked to the right, nope, doesn't appear I'm being watched.
I was kind of holding up pedestrian and automobile traffic as I stood there looking around me, trying to identify possible legal authority in disguise.
Then a stranger brisked by and said "lucky."
I responded, "what do I do with this?"
Her: um. keep it. (now looking at me like I'm crazy)
Me: Oh. Ok. I was raised Catholic. I always feel like I'm doing something wrong.
Her: (already crossed the street- no longer within earshot)
Me: Put the dollar in my pocket and felt like I wasn't sinning. A strange but appreciated feeling, indeed.
Mo' money, Mo' make-up.
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