Time to go Shopping
I was standing on the corner waiting to cross the street today in downtown LA where many homeless people would call their home if they had one (cardboard tents don’t count). I was feeling downtrodden from being bored at work all morning, when this guy passed in his car, leaned out the window, and yelled “GET A JOB!” I looked around and quickly ascertained from the fact that no one else was in a two block radius, that he must have been yelling at me. He thought I was begging.
This said, I’ve decided I need to change my work “look.” I’m sick of slumping around looking slovenly all the time. Problem is I get cold so I need to bundle up in bulky layers, and I’m too thin to find any clothes that fit me right. Oh yeah, and I have no money.
Someone put me out of my misery.
