[ARCHIVED THREAD] - Latest Pandhandler Story. (Page 1 of 2)
Posted: 10/17/2010 7:53:47 PM EDT
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I had a gig in Tampa this weekend and on the way back to my hotel Saturday night, I stopped for gas and had to go in and pay due to the pump being down.
Like most FL stop and robs, they had a barrel full of tall boys on ice next to the register and thinking they might come in handy, I grabbed two. I ended up drinking one and when I did my walk through this morning to check out, I found the other one in the fridge. I figured no sense in leaving it to go home to some maids Baby Daddy so I stuck it in this zipper pouch on the front of my traveling bag and walked out. So here I am with this huge clothes bag around my neck and a guitar in each hand and this grody looking guy approaches me in the parking lot. I can see his hands shaking from 10' away and he walks up and says "Sir, I'm not going to insult your intelligence with some BS story. I'm an alcoholic and I need a beer!" Without saying a word, I set the guitars down, unzipped the bag and handed him a frosty cold one, picked my shit back up and walked away. I threw my stuff in the truck and as I backed out, I could see the guy just standing there like he was frozen in time or something. I stopped next to him and rolled my window down and he was just transfixed there staring at that damned Natural light. He looked up at me and said, "Ah, ah,ah,ah Are you........an angel?" I said "I'm just a guy with an extra beer. have a nice day!" He said, "But I just prayed for a beer before I started walking across the parking lot and told God I wasn't going to make it without one" I said "Well I guess he truly does provide" and drove off leaving him standing there. As I drove away I could see him still just staring at the can! Do you guys think that might have been a turning point for him and he headed straight for the nearest AA meeting? Nah! I think the sleazy motherfucker went back behind the dumpster and chugged that bad boy! 
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I had a gig in Tampa this weekend and on the way back to my hotel Saturday night, I stopped for gas and had to go in and pay due to the pump being down. Like most FL stop and robs, they had a barrel full of tall boys on ice next to the register and thinking they might come in handy, I grabbed two. I ended up drinking one and when I did my walk through this morning to check out, I found the other one in the fridge. I figured no sense in leaving it to go home to some maids Baby Daddy so I stuck it in this zipper pouch on the front of my traveling bag and walked out. So here I am with this huge clothes bag around my neck and a guitar in each hand and this grody looking guy approaches me in the parking lot. I can see his hands shaking from 10' away and he walks up and says "Sir, I'm not going to insult your intelligence with some BS story. I'm an alcoholic and I need a beer!" Without saying a word, I set the guitars down, unzipped the bag and handed him a frosty cold one, picked my shit back up and walked away. I threw my stuff in the truck and as I backed out, I could see the guy just standing there like he was frozen in time or something. I stopped next to him and rolled my window down and he was just transfixed there staring at that damned Natural light. He looked up at me and said, "Ah, ah,ah,ah Are you........an angel?" I said "I'm just a guy with an extra beer. have a nice day!" He said, "But I just prayed for a beer before I started walking across the parking lot and told God I wasn't going to make it without one" I said "Well I guess he truly does provide" and drove off leaving him standing there. As I drove away I could see him still just staring at the can! Do you guys think that might have been a turning point for him and he headed straight for the nearest AA meeting? Nah! I think the sleazy motherfucker went back behind the dumpster and chugged that bad boy! Ask God to cut your grass, looks like prayer worked for the alcy. |
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So you did the one thing an alcoholic needs least of all. 
Good for you.  NOT. Actually... That alcoholic did need a beer. Sounds like he was in withdrawal. Alcohol withdrawal can kill you or leave you with permanent neuro/psych deficits. So, yes, good for the OP. Won't fix the problem, but will help the drunk to survive to perhaps get sober another day. |
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You were the beer fairy this weekend!
NOTE: The beer fairy is the entity that goes around the world leaving beer for underage kids to drink. Example: Cop: "Where did you get the beer?" Underage kid: "It was here by the stream." Cop: "So, the beer fairy left it for you." Underage kid: "Yes." |
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So you did the one thing an alcoholic needs least of all.
Good for you. NOT.  Oh, for God's sake, lighten up. It was a funny story.I could dash barefooted across 6 lanes of rush hour traffic in the middle of a hurricane to pull an autistic toddler from the snapping jaws of a gang of two headed mutant pit bulls and Johnson would find fault with it. I've learned to ignore his desperate cries for attention. |
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Is that called paying it forward? Maybe in this case it was a beer for a down on his luck guy. Maybe next time it will be CPR for someone experiencing a heart attack or a $20 bill you found in your pants to give to the church for a project. We can all get holier than thou and castigate him for his benevolence but instead I'd like to state that statistically you are in the minority of actually doing something for someone today beside's themself.
You could have walked on by and said nothing, gave him a quarter or even a kick in the a$$ but instead you gave away something small in value. That man obviously has made choices in his life that have led him to where he was this morning. Who knows? He may not even be alive tomorrow due to his disease and one beer can is small beans compared to the lack of nutrition, poor hygiene, lack of housing, education and a job. Maybe the guy will ask for forgiveness tonight and get sober? God works in mysterious ways... |
My beer fairy was wearing lederhosen..... I guarantee he'll be telling that story for years.....No shit. Buddy and I are campinga tthe Whittington Center in Raton NM, the NRA owns it. Just us, had droped the trailer in Albq and headed north bob tailing it, had the weekend off.... Cooked steaks over the fire, sitting there around the embers watching a storm coming in from the plains.....about a million miles away from us... "you know what would be perfect? A beer. Just one, cold frosty beer." "Yup, should have grabbed a few in town" Just then we see headlights in the valley below. A car....went past us, then turned up the road. We could see the headlights as it turned on the road....then it screamed into our campsite in a cloud of dust.....a Chevy Lumina with a large man in liederhosen behind the wheel....he looked harmless enough... "Hellooooo, boys! Are you here for the Shutzenfest?" "No, we're just passing through and figured we'd camp here, being NRA members and all.." "I'm the Remington representative for all of Germany! I am here for the schutzenfest! Have a beer!" he called out, thrusting a six pack of Coors Extra Gold cans into my hands, one was missing.... "Have a good night!" and he reversed out of the campsite in another cloud of dust, then roared off down the road.....leaving my buddy and I standing there, wondering if it had been real. But the beer was there, and it was cold. And it was delicious. I've met an angel...and he wore Liederhosen and drove waaaay too fast... |
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Quoted: My beer fairy was wearing lederhosen..... No shit. Buddy and I are campinga tthe Whittington Center in Raton NM, the NRA owns it. Just us, had droped the trailer in Albq and headed north bob tailing it, had the weekend off.... Cooked steaks over the fire, sitting there around the embers watching a storm coming in from the plains.....about a million miles away from us... "you know what would be perfect? A beer. Just one, cold frosty beer." "Yup, should have grabbed a few in town" Just then we see headlights in the valley below. A car....went past us, then turned up the road. We could see the headlights as it turned on the road....then it screamed into our campsite in a cloud of dust.....a Chevy Lumina with a large man in liederhosen behind the wheel....he looked harmless enough... "Hellooooo, boys! Are you here for the Shutzenfest?" "No, we're just passing through and figured we'd camp here, being NRA members and all.." "I'm the Remington representative for all of Germany! I am here for the schutzenfest! Have a beer!" he called out, thrusting a six pack of Coors Extra Gold cans into my hands, one was missing.... "Have a good night!" and he reversed out of the campsite in another cloud of dust, then roared off down the road.....leaving my buddy and I standing there, wondering if it had been real. But the beer was there, and it was cold. And it was delicious. I've met an angel...and he wore Liederhosen and drove waaaay too fast... Awesome story.  |
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Is that called paying it forward? Maybe in this case it was a beer for a down on his luck guy. Maybe next time it will be CPR for someone experiencing a heart attack or a $20 bill you found in your pants to give to the church for a project. We can all get holier than thou and castigate him for his benevolence but instead I'd like to state that statistically you are in the minority of actually doing something for someone today beside's themself. You could have walked on by and said nothing, gave him a quarter or even a kick in the a$$ but instead you gave away something small in value. That man obviously has made choices in his life that have led him to where he was this morning. Who knows? He may not even be alive tomorrow due to his disease and one beer can is small beans compared to the lack of nutrition, poor hygiene, lack of housing, education and a job. Maybe the guy will ask for forgiveness tonight and get sober? God works in mysterious ways... you sound like a enabler ohbamy voter? eta god does work in mysterious ways, osama obama old painless im confused. |
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This doesn't do much for my sense of humor. I don't find anything good about contributing to someone's serious addiction problem. Even if he IS in withdrawal and that could kill him. No, one beer won't hurt him much...not after the other 40,000 or so that he's had already. But, no way I'd have given him a beer or money for one. Supporting a major vice is not how I do things. CJ |