Dog Snot Diaries: Will work for foodOne day there was a scruffy looking guy standing out front with a will work for food sign. I literally had a trunk full of food that either had to go to a shelter, or had to be carried upstairs. I waved him over, popped the trunk, and told him to take what he needed.
"Nah, that's ok", he said "could you spare a few bucks?"
"Doesn't your sign say 'will work for food'? I'm not asking you to work, just take what food you need."
He just looked at me and said "what I really need is a few bucks".
My experience with most WWFF people is that their fridges are fully stocked and rarely have to actually "work" for it.
It's an Ancient Scam, I think.
"I know standing on a corner is an easy job, but how long must you do it to make enough money to make it worthwhile?"
My experience with most panhandlers is that they bring in more than most people with legitimate, low/average pay jobs.
Back in the late eighties when I lived on the streets, I knew panhandlers that would bring in $30-$40 for an hour of hand extending.
And most of the people I knew on the streets were there because they
wanted to be, not because of any misfortune or Bad Luck.
I personally never panhandled. I couldn't bring myself to do it, no matter how hungry I was.
I worked as a dishwasher and slept in the park at night, saved my money until I could afford a cheap studio apartment on Skid Row.
Then I became bartender of that restaurant.
Then assistant manager of that and the strip club above it.
And the cushiest job of all, head houseman at the mansion of the guy who owned both establishments.
That's where I met colorful characters like Shirley McClaine and Rudolph Nureyev and that head-case Brian Wilson of the Beach Boys.
It didn't take much to get off the streets; time, patience, willpower, persistence. I didn't have to beg, borrow or steal to do it.
Had I panhandled and/or begged, it might not have taken me two years to do it, either.
I had heard about how difficult life is on the streets, until I lived there myself. Sure, there are many who would have a much more difficult time than I did, having all my mental faculties and physical health and all. But sincerely, from shelter to shelter, church hostel here, soup kitchen there, most who I met were content with that lifestyle and would have it no other way.