Homeless man saves day, receives no change
I ride the red line to Koreatown every morning, changing at Wilshire/Vermont for the final leg. Any of the thousands of people who do this daily know that it involves a madcap dash down a long flight of stairs, all too often to find your train pulling away just as you reach the bottom.
Well the other day, I was only a 1/4 of the way down and saw the train there. I knew i wouldn’t make it. It was clearly impossible. But thats when I saw the hero of the day, a crazy bearded smiling dirty dude standing in front of the doors, wildly waving us in.
I felt such joy as I ran down those steps. But as I got closer, I began to question his motives. Was this hirsute man helping us out of a sense of altruism? Or did he have an ulterior motive? DID HE WANT MY POCKET CHANGE?!!?!
I made sure to get onto the train a few cars away from him.
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Now we’ll never know what would of have happened.
What if that bum was a beautiful korean girl?
Our vagrant neighbors on the train aren’t all bad. Who can be mad at “Guitar Gary” for playing some of the greatest old timey hits for us?
Does “guitar gary” wear camo?