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The lie: "Sorry, I don't have any change on me"

11/5/2015

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He sits outside the 7-Eleven, tattered jeans and work boots covering the legs sprawled across the sidewalk. He is a stranger, but as my own pair of boots inches me closer to him on a mild autumn afternoon, that is about to change.
 
Our eyes meet. I do my best to flash a pleasant smile in our fleeting relationship, it satisfies neither of us. He shatters the silence. “Sir, do you have any change for the homeless?”
 
No hesitation, no questions, no consideration. Response.
 
I barely make it around the street corner, some 15 steps from where he sat, before my hypocrisy floods my consciousness. I am a liar. Most days I do not carry a wallet, a bad habit from growing up wearing basketball shorts, I suppose. Today, however, my wallet burns against my thigh. In the other pocket, a handful of change does the same.
 
The irony is not complete by the fact that I am carrying change, but by the money’s source. The 53-cent indictment of greed came from a visit to the Post Office, during which I mailed several job applications. Spending money on the prospect of making more money, yet I could not bring myself to spare 53 cents.
 
Attempts to rationalize my response are bloated and unsatisfying. Sure, in the block leading up to the man, I saw a young couple come out of the 7-Eleven and hand him a bag of groceries. Sure, I am a college student on a fixed income and tight budget, neither of which are factors when I go on a date or purchase a sibling’s birthday present. These excuses are failed attempts to reconcile my own failure in helping a neighbor.
 
In truth, my response was cookie cutter, crafted by years of subconscious acceptance of social stigmas. The words of denial bunched themselves in the back of my throat, primed to spring forward the moment his question was finished. I did not ask why he needed money or what for; I failed to even learn his name. Instead, I assumed my role in another rehearsal of a sad social play, reciting my prepared response. A simple sentence – I do not have any change – became complex, underlined by willing indifference about my neighbor.
 
The man seated outside the 7-Eleven will remain a stranger, a product of my own greed. In exchange, I kept 53 cents.
 
Next time, I will be more compassionate. Next time, when I have a bigger income, I will be more compassionate. Next time, when I have a bigger income and the time to stop, I will be more compassionate. The excuse of next time satisfies me as I return to my apartment. But, does it satisfy my neighbors who call the streets home?
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Anonymous
5/2/2019 10:07:34 pm

Being a New Yorker, this is a daily experience for me.

Once, a guy in his late twenties or early thirties approached me.. Showed me his veteran's id.. and said that he is from Connecticut.. he was stuck in NY because there was a snow storm 2 days ago and he ran out of money.. he needed $14 to get on a bus.. I refused.. he went away and stood near the corner of the street..

I kept thinking.. what if he is telling the truth?.. so after a few momemts of dilemma, I approached him.. gave him $20 and told him to get on the bus and get something to eat from the spare money..

I absolutely had to go to my job.. so I left..

After 3 days, I saw the same guy telling the same story to another guy..

I have had 2-3 similar experiences..

I stopped helping anybody from that point on.. and I refuse to feel guilty about it.. after all, I have to work my ass off to earn my my own living.. I don't want to be taken for a sucker because I felt some humanity towards a poor guy.

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