beggars can't be choosers

so, a couple days ago, i had stopped to fill up the jeep w/ gas & my snazzy preds travel mug w/ coffee. $49.99 for gas. cheesempete. coffee a more reasonable $1.29 plus a free individually wrapped donut. free food. score! the individual wrapping insured a sasquatch-sized carbon footprint for this wee snack delight -- a nice counterpart to the ancient coal-powered chariot awaiting me in the parking gallery.

so, i carried my coffee & free wee snackie back to the chariot. as i was attempting to unlock the doors without creating the great coffee spill of '08, i was approached by a man. he was dressed in many layers of ragged clothes, with a hat mashed over his unruly hair. his beard was a few weeks old. he was carrying something that looked like a plate of food. he asked me for money to buy some coffee. i said that i don't carry cash, but he could have the donut. he said, "no. i don't need food. i need money for coffee." uh-huh. right. so, i shrugged & got in the car, taking the wee free snackie with me.