While I was riding the bus on my way to the office, my mind, which is never quiet, started to wonder what would a person do if they ran out of money in the streets and they would need to take the bus, so I wonder: Would they ask for change to pay the bus-ticket? Would they talk to the bus driver to let them ride for free?Would they walk home? and a thousand more question I forgot when I got to the office.
In the afternoon, when I was going back home a random guy approached me and told me:
"Excuse me, sir, do you have some spare change you could give me? It's because my son stole all the money I had in my wallet and now I don't have money to pay me the bus ticket to go to work."
I, skeptical of the situation, ignored the guy and refused to give him any money, thinking that maybe he asked all the passers-by for spare change with such a fake story; but them, I remembered what I was wondering and thinking that same morning, and that all the answers to the questions I had made myself where right in front of my eyes, so I turned back on my heels and went to where the guy was and gave him enough change for him to pay his bus-ticket.
The end.
