90 cents so he would have enough to buy a beer... ya can't buy a beer here for that (near double but it's Canuck beer so....) but the fact that he said it was for a beer would mean a lot to me. Honesty goes a long way with me.

Say... I bought a few beers this afternoon and there was a teenager standing in the foyer of the liquor store with a soccer ball with the "top" ripped open. No uniform on. He said hello. It was a nice day and he wasn't mowing lawns or trimming hedges or helping old ladies across the street. He was bumming money supposedly so he could play soccer. The little shit didn't even get a "hello" from me. I wanted to stop and give him shit for being such a lazy low-life... aggghhhhh!