Coffee&Pie: March 2009

A man got on the bus today, he was looking very disturbed about something. Initially I couldn't hear him because I was enjoying some music, I hence removed my headphones and it became apparent that the man was clearly in a mildly high state of panic. He claimed a crackhead had stolen his van, which was housing at the time his phone and wallet, leaving him stranded in manchester with no money to get elsewhere. As soon as he said crackhead my mind immediately came to the conclusion that he was most likely a crackhead himself pulling a fast one on some innocent bus types for enough change for his next dose. He said he needed around seven pounds after already being given three from the actual bus driver. A rounded tenner you say you need sir? Seems almost too perfect an amount for a train ticket to wherever it was you said you were going, seems far more likely that ten pounds is the perfect amount of money to gather up for some of those beautiful boulders. You don't fool me for a second you fuck, I'll never give you anything! Although, he seemed sincere, and it's extremely difficult to tell if someone's being sincere or not. If he was after crack money, would he really be able to keep the act up long enough? Perhaps he was on crack, but then would that not be noticeable? I don't think I've ever witnessed a man on crack before, if I have it's not been to my knowing. Maybe he was telling the truth, and his van, phone and wallet are all now stolen from him. My god that's terrible, I should give him some money. Here sir, have a pound! Fool that I am.