Penniless thoughts

To the guy standing to the side on the SW corner of Sackville and Argyle on Friday night asking everyone for change, including me. When I politely responded "No sorry," you responded under your breath with "it's ‘cus I'm black right?” just like you did for the group of guys that walked past you before me. They didn’t notice, but if I hadn't been across the street when I finally figured out what you said, you would have gotten an earful from me. Instead, I looked back in amazement and you were smirking at me, waiting to see if I heard you. Either you experienced the worst of the apartheid or you’ve got a sick and twisted sense of humour for calling every non-black person that passes you a racist and getting a kick out of their reactions. Since you looked 20, were wearing a nice shirt, and didn’t have an accent, I’m guessing you’re just an idiot that's back for school. I don’t give out small change to everyone that asks, no matter their skin colour or sex, because I’d rather be a philanthropist like Carnegie. GTFO of Halifax, you wont last long with that attitude. —$17 To My Name