Sometimes simply waiting for the train can be an adventure. Depending on the day, the platform can be packed or empty, and this particular day, it was vacant. It was a pretty day, warm - but not overly so -- and I had my eReader out enjoying a good romance.
"Hey Miss."
I looked up, expecting to see someone asking me for money. When people interrupt your reading, that's the typical question. Either that, or they're lost and need directions. But typically, they want money.
Instead, this homeless man held out a flower. "This is for you."
"No, thank you," I said as politely as I could. I suspected that he'd give me the flower and then expect payment for it.
"Take it. It's yours."
"Thank you, but no, thanks." I smiled and tried to be as nice as I could, since he was being so pleasant.
Instead of accepting that I didn't want the flower, he began cussing, threw the flower at my feet and stormed away. That's when I realized that he'd picked the flower from one of the planters on the platform.
I guess I'll never know if he genuinely wanted to give me a flower or if he wanted money. Either way, he didn't take the rejection well.
"Hey Miss."
I looked up, expecting to see someone asking me for money. When people interrupt your reading, that's the typical question. Either that, or they're lost and need directions. But typically, they want money.
Instead, this homeless man held out a flower. "This is for you."
"No, thank you," I said as politely as I could. I suspected that he'd give me the flower and then expect payment for it.
"Take it. It's yours."
"Thank you, but no, thanks." I smiled and tried to be as nice as I could, since he was being so pleasant.
Instead of accepting that I didn't want the flower, he began cussing, threw the flower at my feet and stormed away. That's when I realized that he'd picked the flower from one of the planters on the platform.
I guess I'll never know if he genuinely wanted to give me a flower or if he wanted money. Either way, he didn't take the rejection well.
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