How do you engage with panhandlers on the street?
I avoid eye contact. Not just with panhandlers, but with pretty much everyone. I think I have social anxiety. I can still go out, I just get anxious. And the pandemic has magnified the issue. But now I’m totally off topic.
Anyway, yeah, avoiding eye contact. If I do have something to offer, which I often don’t, I might give something small. Does this make me a bitch? Oh well… if not this, I’m sure tons of other things make me a bitch. There’s a place in hell reserved for me. If you believe in that sort of thing.
p.s. — Buskers, on the other hand… I always give to them. Well, unless they totally suck. Yep… I’m a bitch.
p.s. — On a totally unrelated note, today marks one year since pandemic hell ‘officially’ began. My kids only just now [well, two weeks ago] went back to in-person school… and it’s only two days a week and not quite full days. But at least I’ll get a few hours to myself twice a week. Maybe I can finally reconnect with the poor guy I had to break up with a year ago.