It's a Saturday night. I'm sitting in city brew in Missoula because i don't have the internet at my house..In the parking lot this homeless/hammered fella..Well I guess that's kind of repetitive..It might be somewhat of a generalization, but every homeless person I've ever encountered has been a "Shitshow". Anyways, I'm off topic..So I'm in the parking lot and the "Shelter Impaired" man asks me "Hey brotha...you got some change for a vet?" I say "No man, sorry." This was a lie..but I just don't feel like giving my money to people for no good reason.. Unless he would have done a flip or something sweet like that..But, since he didn't he got none of my money. He then follows me into City Brew. I'm wearing a camouflage shirt and he thinks I'm also a vet..I am not a vet...He tells me that he was stationed over in "Cambodia" I say "that's cool..You still don' t get my change." At this point I'm in line for coffee and he is standing in my "bubble". I'm starting to get that anxious feeling that you get right before you throw a fist at a drunk homeless guy.. The barista sees that the man is making me uncomfortable. She decides to get involved now (I'm pretty sure she wants me)..She asks him to leave..he asks for change. she says no..He tells her that he was stationed in Cambodia. She also doesn't care..At this point he leaves after she threatens to call the police. Order is once again restored..I get on my computer and wouldn't you know it..He strolls back in.."Hey man do you know where I live?" I say "No I do not know where you live". He then asks the Barista where he lives. Strangely she also does not know. he then decides that he would go to Taco Johns.. It was pretty entertaining.
The end.
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