Eff Yoo

On our excursion through downtown Chicago, we were on our usual lookout for loose change on the ground. I have yet to post on my "Lucky" jar, but eventually, it will be explained and illustrated. Well, I found a penny on the sidewalk, and a few feet later, a man with his cup, looking for money/change. As I approached him with my new found "lucky" penny, he turned his cup upside down, and said something with the "eff" word included. I then retaliated with "Eff Yoo, you old bastard!". Perhaps a bit harsh, but that's what came out. I was angry. What an ass! I don't know if he saw me pick up the penny, and didn't think it was good enough? I had no other money on my person. We stopped at a store, and I began to think, perhaps he wasn't begging for money, and I felt bad. Well, on our way back, there he was, accepting change from other passers-by. What an ingrate! Well, for all of those money-less folk reading this; (Okay, bad joke) don't expect me to give out any change, cuz apparently, it's not appreciated anyway. In my book, a penny's a penny. I save and appreciate mine! I was truly taken aback!