Just got off the phone w/ my dad. He's on vacation w/ my mom in nearby-big-city.
I gave dad a quick call to update him on my grandpa's stay and make sure all was well. He stepped out of the ritzy store where they were shopping to take the call. (it's a safe area, very high number of tourists, very high amount of foot-traffic, and my folks likely look like the tourists they are--we are not exactly city people, although we don't mind visiting the city)
I heard the following conversation (because dad lowered the phone and had the conversation while I was still on the other end):
Panhandler(PH): Excuse me..
Dad: (lowering phone) Yes?
PH: Do you have a dollar I can have? I'm hungry.
Dad: Uhm, I'm afraid not (*note, at this point, dad was looking around frantically to see if there was a place to buy the guy food. My folks feel strongly about charity and are, IMO, very generous. Dad won't give a panhandler $, but I've seen him buy them meals often--there were only formal sit-down places in sight...)
PH: Sure you do...please?
Dad: I'm afraid not *walks slightly away from the guy, having decided to continue his update w/ me inside ritzy store*
PH: Well, I'm sure God will forgive you. I'll ask Him to.
Dad: Thanks, that's appreciated *trying hard not to laugh as he gets the door closed*