Follow-up on Yesterday's Blog

At eleven o'clock p.m. while I'm watching Sex and the City the movie. Fantastic movie by the way, but anyway! Today. I was driving back from the YMCA, coming off of the freeway waiting at the light to turn onto the Bothell-Everett Highway. There's always homeless men on the corner there, with their signs, and I always ALWAYS avoid their eyes. I just feel horrible. But today. I was sitting there, and as always, there was a homeless man there. I looked over, and he had a dog. A DOG. I can't resist dogs. I look at them, curled up against a pole, and I shed a tear. It kills me. I think, "I will never. EVER. Let that happen to Teetu." So. I meet eyes with this man, and he looks like an extremely good person. Oh, by the way, his sign said "Start new job on Friday, came from New Mexico. Won't get paid for 3 weeks, need a little help." So it wasn't the usual. He's got a job. He just needed a little push. So, your's truly gives this man all she had in her wallet: 2 dollars. Man that sounds pathetic. I JUST GOT GAS. I mean...I just filled my gas tank in my car up...I have horrible wording today. So. I gave him 2 dollars, and his eyes said it all. You know that look people give you when they're extremely thankful to you? I got that look from my grandpa when he thanked me for taking care of my grandma. It makes me so happy...but tear up at the same time.
The satisfaction I got after that is indescribable. I was so proud of myself--he was the first homeless, or jobless, man I'd ever paid myself--so I went to tell my dad when I got home. Our conversation went like this.
Mel: Daddy! I just paid a homeless man!
Dad: For what?
Mel: ...because he needed a little help. He had a dog, and he just got a new job but won't get paid for 3 weeks.
Dad: Oh, is that what his little sign said?
Mel: ...yeah?
Dad: Well as long as you have money for gas left.
Mel: I gave him 2 dollars. I filled up my gas tank with the whole 20 dollars you gave me before I went to the Y.
Dad: Well okay.
Jackass. So. I tell my mom! And she is so proud of me. She says I'm going to heaven. And, let me tell you, I really believe I am. Not just because I paid a homeless man. But because it wasn't just for him. It helped me in a way too.
So. I'm just saying, it feels fan-freaking-tastic to be a good person. And I can't wait to see what I get out of my karma points I just earned today :) Anyways, I'm contorted in an extremely odd position typing this, so I'm gonna stop!!
Nighty night, blogger.
/readers.
Mel