The view from the office I can see through my window

Fun in The Parking Lot

I found this next to my car after work. It looks like a couple of people played hooky today.

I ride the traiin

I ride the MARTA train in Atlanta. Sometimes I see or hear funny things. At least I think they're funny or at least interesting. Maybe you will too.

Only got a dolla'

There are many different methods to ask for money on the train. A popular way is stand up at one end of the train and tell your horrible story. Stinking lends to your credibility. Some preach. Yesterday some dude was saying something about who you let sit in the front row seat of your life. While I buried myself in my book and tried to look small, some people actually offered up some change. This morning, a disheveled fortyish looking man with three or four plastic bags containing his belongings was able to collect cash just by his downcast appearance.

My favorite method, one that must be commended for its sheer brazenness, is practiced by the one dolla' man. While most go for sympathy and guilt, one dolla' man annoys those around until a few cough up a buck or two. He starts at one end of the train and quickly walks back and forth muttering "I homeless, only got a dolla', I homeless, only got a dolla'." He repeats himself until someone offers some cash, then has the audacity to continue muttering "I homeless, only got a dolla'." He never stinks, always wears clean clothes, just looks a little crazy and only has dolla'.