You know the angst I have about passing hard-up people asking for help? The ones who beg while attempting to infiltrate my psyche through my eyeballs (which, despite popular theory, are not windows to the soul, but just squishy, swimming spots of color and nerves.)? I think I know what to do about those pleading people now. Granola bars! This morning I gave one to a guy asking for breakfast money. He said, "Better than a pint, right?". Then tore off the wrapper and crammed the bar into his mouth.
So now I'm just going to keep a stash of them, and when the guilt gets to me, I'll know that at least I'm nourishing homeless people with whole grains and chocolate chips rather than just a fiver that'll end up being spent on who knows what.






















Brilliant! Easy to carry, and obviously welcome.
The group of teens and adults from our church that go into The City one Sunday a month are now bringing hot baked potatoes each time because they are so popular.
Posted by: kcinnova | November 17, 2010 at 10:45 PM
I keep a case of water and a box of some sort of snack (like granola bars) on the floor of my passenger side at all times because the guilt gets to me, and other than a leaky roof over my head, I'm not much better off than they are. I can't just do -NOTHING- though... I live in the city, so its a near daily occurance. Good idea :)
Posted by: Dingo | November 18, 2010 at 10:33 AM
this post is totally going to become some recalled formula internet sensation. I mean, the larvae? Gross. In fact, I'm feeling a little nauseous now. Thanks.
Try out custom printed bags.
Posted by: custom printed bags | November 18, 2010 at 12:22 PM
What a great idea!! Way better than a pint! Good for you!
Posted by: m | November 18, 2010 at 01:14 PM
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Posted by: All Adither | November 18, 2010 at 02:31 PM
Jay's dad buys cases of wool socks and hands those out in the winter.
Posted by: Leslie | November 19, 2010 at 09:02 PM