Spare Change

spare_change

I walk out of the DMV toward my car, waiting for my friend to finish his business inside. As soon as I exit the door, a man stands blocking the way

“Excuse me sir, you wouldn’t happen to have a quarter on you by chance?”

“Yeah hold on.” I walk ten feet to my car and open the door to rifle through the trash for some change.

“Excuse me sir, you wouldn’t happen to have a quarter on you by chance?”

I turn around to see a second man with his hand held out.

“Yeah, hold on” I turn back to the trash and dig out as much change as I can find, split in half and hand one part to the man behind me.

“Thank you sir, God bless you sir,” he says.

Then, I walk back to the man waiting by the door.  I put the rest of my change into his hand.

“Thank you sir,  God bless you sir,” he says.

I go back to my car and sit, reading with my window down.

“Excuse me sir, you wouldn’t happen to have a quarter by chance?”

I look up to see the first man standing at my window, not an ounce of recognition in his eyes.

“No, I’m sorry. I don’t have any change.”

5 comments

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s