Since my turkey had gone bad, I had to go with plan B for lunch. Wendy's on 13th and Broadway has the best quality food of any Wendy's I've ever stepped foot in. However when you go through the drive thru at lunch you experience a little thing I like to call "bum tax." It's when you're wedged in between two cars and a bum comes up and ask you for money. The man in question today came up to my car and said "Hey brotha you got a dolla' so I can get a cheeseburger or catch the bus or something?" I didn't know a dollar traveled so far..especially the value of our dollar, but I didn't have a dollar so I gave him some change and he thanked me and went on about his day.Side note: As he was walking off, the Wendy's back door opened up and someone yelled "Get on outta here fool."
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