Just your basic cranky Monday

This is the noisiest, most crowded way to walk home, but somehow I always end up here. The three people against the fence are memorable characters: the one in front is crutches guy, who makes a big show of people crippled during peak hours but often gives it up by five o'clock. His business involves standing in traffic at the lights yelling at cars about politics. The tiny woman just eclipsed by crutches guy is very quiet and spends most of her day splitting open found cigarette butts and re-rolling the tobacco into new ones. The third guy isn't really cool at all since he's grabby with unaccompanied ladies and represents one of the most annoying forms of bummery in this city... basically he wears a vest and stands near parking spaces "taking care of your car Baas" and then heckles you for money when you return to find it present and unharmed. They don't work for anyone, and everyone knows these guys would be doing a George Costanza in the fire alarm episode if anyone did show up to mess with your vehicle, but can you afford not to give them some spare change? For whatever reason, doing slightly more than nothing makes it a lot harder for people to resist reaching in their pocket for something... I'm not usually so cynical, but every now and then the panhandlers really get to me! Thankfully we're helping hundreds of people who don't just want to beg for it.