March 17, 2019
My mom’s boyfriend paid me way too much, so I gave some of the money to the homeless guy across the street. I don’t know why him, but I think part of it comes from the fact that I see him sit in front of the shop every shift I work. The dude looked haggard, and so I thought he might appreciate the money. I know a lot of people worry about the homeless spending money on drugs and alcohol, but if that is what makes his life bearable than I’m not going to stop him. Life is a painful enough existence as is, so sometimes you need a little something extra to make it through each new day. Yeah, I could have put the money down towards the deposit on the apartment, but I felt like he needed that money for the moment.
Veronica told me I was crazy for giving up the extra money, but I didn’t even tell her how much I actually gave the homeless man. She might lose her shit on me if she knew that. I know that Veronica wants me to get my own apartment as much as I do. I told her that I need to find a good place to move into before I venture towards that endeavor. Veronica mentioned that she felt like someone has been following her lately and that she doesn’t feel safe when she comes over to pick me up at my mom’s place. Or at least she did until I got my jeep. Now I always pick her up, which is fine by me, because I don’t have to try and lie to my mom about what we are doing. I wish she didn’t try to stick her nose in my life so much. I still give her a few mother and son date nights a week to keep her happy. I don’t feel like it is enough for her anymore, which means she may try to take away from my time with Veronica.
Jeffrey asked me if I would like to find out more of what goes on behind closed doors at the shop. I accepted it because I am curious. He talked to me about things that I may need to understand sooner than others, and it sounds like someone who knows they will die soon. He looks healthy as an ox though. Maybe he’s that passionate about his work.
March 17, 2019