the BIG issue

let me start this by saying how much i appreciate some homeless people. to some degree they do make me appreciate what i have a little bit more.

recently, i have found myself working in the city, and have like many others have had several big issue people preaching their wares. i'm all up for making a living, heck, even baby moses had to fill up street lamps for a while there) but i hate people who don't know me come up and talking to me in the city. i hate it.

i have been fortunate to have a few good eggs however, there is a lady i sometiems see and she wished me a merry christmas and i returned the greeting, i see here every few days, always smiling and being polite.

the same can be said about the guy near parliament station, he wished everyone a good night and specialises in the 'goodnight ladies' and doesn't even make it sound dirty. they are the select nice few. then you get the creeps.

they just say 'big issue' and step in front of you, or force the magazine into your path. its only happened to me a few time but none the less it pisses me off. if i'm walking let me fucking walk, if i want the big issue i'll come to you.

but now this problem doesn't exist, i just pump my music all the way up and look straight ahead - works for those tin rattlers as well.