Engaging with homeless people adds value to my life. Here's why:

I LOVE HOMELESS PEOPLE
Here’s why: For every miserable grouch who panders to you for money and doesn’t say thank you and them asks you for more, there are 2 who are fun/entertaining/spiritual. Which is why I always talk to them - eventually you find the gem. And today I did! Here’s my newest buddy, with a clever sign made out of a cardboard thingy that separates bottles in a box. He flipped it up and down like blinds, revealing different messages and he did it faster than a black jack dealer in Vegas. Total legerdemain (the only word I remember from the SATs). At the same time as being clever, he complimented me, told me to “be who I am”, come out of my shell more and be more creative. What other stranger could tell me such things. This guy had a message to carry and I received it for only $6 bucks. We laughed and joked for 32 seconds, which led him to get a little hand-sy and I started to realize my $6 message came with a side of sexual favor offers. That’s a pretty good deal though, but like dividends, I reinvested those offers back to him, thinking some other lucky girl or guy may benefit later today. But this can only mean 2 things: I’m still desirable and he inspired me to be creative; AKA, I wrote this. People, chat up the homeless, they may have more wisdom than you!