I had mentioned how, on my way to an errand on Saturday, some of the few things I saw. Well, I realized I didn't mention all of them because I was jotting things down on my phone that I had planned to talk about on here.
You see, back in the day, when you saw someone begging on the street, you immediately became sympathetic towards them because you didn't know what hand they'd been dealt; you didn't know how life treated them and what situation made them end up in the street to beg.
But that's no longer the case anymore, at least not for me. During my Saturday trip, in the bus that I had entered, seated in the seats directly behind the driver was a group of beggars who had boarded the bus, paid for it, and dressed in their usual beggar clothes outside; one could say they dressed for work.
I had watched these people get down from the vehicle and walk up to a spot that felt like it was reserved for them, and then they all started begging.
I've heard stories of the begging business and how these people usually have a leader that they work for of some sort, and I never believed it. But seeing them get up and leave their house like they have an office job somewhere just made me realize that the plot has changed.
It has gone from trying to survive the day to just hustling. And there's nothing wrong with hustling; just don't fool me. Don't make me feel bad about your condition, thinking that you're homeless and have nowhere to go, only for me to realize that you probably don't even live on the street, and you're just begging because it's a lucrative hustle.
I mean, I probably don't have the right to be angry at them, which is why I've decided to do the only thing I can do, which is to keep my money to myself. And it's sad, because if other people start behaving like me, it's going to hinder us from actually giving to those real beggars out there who really need the money to survive.
