Slide by Ken Bruen & Jason Starr was more of a comedy than murder mystery, tho' there were plenty of murders in the book. Not that murder and torture are comic, just the way the fast-paced novel (read 5 chapters waiting upon computer yesterday) was told that made it an enjoyable read.
After some bad moments a character was asked by a homeless person: "Yo buddy got anything for a man down on his luck?"
Spoke to my manager yesterday. He asked if I still go to the Village. I told him "No" and the reason. He obviously has had the experience: "Gimmie a dollar" or "Gimmie a cigarette" is common and it is annoying. "May I bum a buck?" or "Can you spare a cigarette?" is less demanding.
Neighbor, Doug, who still goes to the Village told manager what he told a guy "Just today...". I am much more polite in my noes. The guys all want to know where I live and (is that a threat) promise to come visit me. I feel for anyone sleeping outdoors on cold concrete and know how much a private shower is appreciated, yet no way could I help them. Guys have one thing on their minds and no matter how many times and how many ways I say "Not interested," they persist.
The other reason I do not tell my homeless peers where I live, I can not risk one of them showing up uninvited, especially drunk at 3AM, yelling for me at front gate. Knowing I am gonna get all the gimmies when I go to the Village, I avoid going there.
The character in the book looked like he could afford to share with someone down on his luck, but the character seemed that typical gimmie type and got the same kind of answer Doug gave ~ "Just toady...".
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