Tramps are humans too.
I wish I had a cheerful story to tell, but I don't, people looking for a laugh best look away now.

When i was in my second year of uni at Huddersfield, I was stocking up on food at Tesco with my house mates, two of whom were southern, one was extremely snobby. Leaving with our food, I saw a homeless guy sat outside, being totally ignored. He just looked so sad, so broken. I offered my pocket change. About £1.50 or there about. When I handed it over he grabbed my hand and squeezed it. He looked into my eyes and began to sob. "Thank you." he said, "Thank you.". I was just stunned. The look in his eyes, it was so alive, there was gratitude, shame, sadness, loneliness and sorrow. I consider myself pretty thick skinned, I never cry, ever, but at that moment i was close to tears. There was a man, just the same as any one else reduced to begging for amounts of money that I thought nothing of giving away. I just put my hand on top of his and said "It's ok."

Walking away, my snobby friend said. "You shouldn’t have done that, your moneys going straight to a needle full of heroin." I couldn’t believe how cold he was. Or how stupid. I told him to fuck off, that it was a real person he'd just chosen to ignore and that £1.50 wasn't going to get him much heroin. It made me so mad that some one was willing to just write off another human like that.
(Mong goose, Fri 3 Jul 2009, 1:27, Reply)