Every morning when I roll up to the front of the station I always look around and scout out the street before hopping out of my vehicle and making that 4 foot walk into work. I’ve seen a lot of people wandering the street, but I’ve never been accosted.
This morning when I pulled up there was a young lady leaning against the window of our corner studio with one shoe on and one shoe off. I asked her how she was and what she was up to. “I’m just waiting for someone,” was her reply. She was friendly enough and didn’t ask me for money or anything. I didn’t have any money on me anyway and the only thing I could have offered her was my oatmeal that I bring in for breakfast every morning. We chatted for a couple of seconds and I asked her if everything was alright.
As we were standing there, a young man rode up on a bike. He was talking, but it was so quiet I had to lean in to hear what he was saying. Apparently, this wasn’t the guy the lady was waiting for because she put her one shoe back on and just slowly walked away while I was chatting with him.
Across the street, in front of the Dean Renwick Studio, another guy was loading a bunch of stuff on to a carrier that he was towing behind his bicycle. It looked like he was loading up a lot of stuff on to that carrier. When I asked him what happened he told me the stuff just fell off, that’s all. Looks like the guy needed something to tie around his load, otherwise he’d been spending the whole day reloading that carrier.
“Be safe out here this morning,” I told the guys. They thanked me and I made my way in to the station to get my workday under way.
I always feel bad when I see something like that.
Sometimes a guy doesn’t realize how lucky he has it.