on my usual route home from work there are a few spots where generally i pass men or women in the street asking for spare change or peddling various goods. i've never really found a use for men's tube socks, bears superbowl champion t-shirts (doh), or water bottles, although i appreciate the attempts. i keep a little container of change near the driver's seat in the car that i use for meters, the sunday sun-times on occasion, and sometimes the people on these corners. i don't have any particular well-defined rule on who gets spare change (soft spot for women and children).
so last week i was paused at an off ramp, and a gentleman with a trach was asking for change. i imagined it wasn't super easy to manage the cup and the sign with the bag of possessions plus having to put his finger on his neck any time he wanted to vocalize, so rolled down my window to offer him some change, and he thanked me without any difficulty whatsoever. i didn't recognize that anything was weird until i was driving away, when it occurred to me that there was no scar, no skin opening, no cap over the trach, no little buzz to his voice ---
who on earth begs for change by using a fake trach?!? i've seen dolls wrapped in slings as fake babies, legs pinned behind to look like they're amputated, but never this one. points for creativity, my friend, but that's just obscure.
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
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Go Badgers! and Hoosiers?
Did you find an adoptive team?
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