Door to door begging, WTF?
Laws vary from one area to the next. Door to door begging (or any other sort of solicitation) might or might not be legal in your city. What you do is you say "Sorry, I never keep any cash at all in the house" and tell the beggar that you can call the local police outreach, because you know that they have a social services department. Lie your head off, just make it clear that you aren't going to give the beggar cash, and that you don't keep cash in the house, and that you are going to be calling the cops. Now, it's quite possible that he genuinely is in need of assistance. This is why you call the cops. Even if they don't have a social services department, they will generally know where the beggar can get food and a place to stay. However, many of these beggars are actually checking out houses, to see if someone's home, and to see if there are any valuables in plain sight, and to see if someone keeps a purse by the door. It's a good policy to NEVER give money to anyone who initiates contact with you. Anyone who calls you on the phone (especially Rachel from Card Services), anyone who comes to your door, anyone who panhandles. I don't care if they claim to be a charity, or just claim to be in desperate need of money, or want to sell you something. Don't give them money, and don't do business with them. If you have to go through an area with a lot of panhandlers on a regular basis, go to a local agency that offers help, make a donation, and ask for some of their business cards. Usually they'll be happy to let you have them. When someone asks for a dollar, hand out a card. You can't spray him with mace just because you feel threatened. He has to perform some sort of action that a reasonable person would consider threatening, for you to be acquitted of assault.
How would you feel if you see a beggars?
How do I feel about a beggar on the street?? Well I'll tell you, Goddammit! I feel sad. I feel embarrassed - especially if they ask ME for money. This is because I look like a denizen of Skid Row already, and most of the dossers that I see are better dressed than me.I look at them, sitting in a shop doorway all day, almost exclusively next to a bank cash machine and I feel contempt. IF they had any heart they would steal.Think about it People!! Sitting on your arse all day, next to a cash machine, looking Pathetic - with that “Beggar on the streets of Paris in the era of Jean Val Jean from Les Miserables” expression on their heroin addicted fucking faces - I just don't pity most of them.And they often have that voice. That dead voice that they put on when they see a potential Mug.That voice that drones out “Can you spare some change?”These parasites make me sick. Think about it. They sit on their arse next to a cash machine for about eight hours per day. During that time they give it the old “Can you spare some change?” about five thousand times. If only a half of one percent of the passers-by give one dollar each - that's Twenty five Fucking Dollars!!These Bums are Too Much! Just too Goddamned Fucking much!They have NO DIGNITY. They have NO SELF RESPECT. They SHOULD shoplift or steal or something. It's better than sitting on your arse, next to a Cash Machine in the FUCKING COLD, tapping passers-by, who are walking to work, for some of their hard earned money.I AM FUCKING OUTRAGED!!!!
Should I give beggars food?
There are some beggars who make a lot of money. Many of them do have awful lives. A friend of mine once bought food for a beggar and he threw it all over her and swore, because he wanted money for alcohol. Near where I used to work, there was a woman who slept rough and I once asked her if she was OK because she looked ill, and she said she hadn't eaten for 2 days. I bought some food and sat down and ate it with her. I used to have lunch with her sometimes after that, and more than the food, she was grateful to be treated like a human. One New Year I was walking with some friends to a party all carrying bottles of booze, and I stopped and opened one to give to a tramp in a doorway and drink a toast together., He was SOOOO happy! Afterwards my friends criticised me for feeding his boozing habit (like they weren't just about to get totally tanked up!!). I pointed out that, if I lived in a gutter like him, I would not want to be sober ever, even for a minute. Why shouldn't he celebrate New Year too? Anyway all this wafle means that they are all different and the best thing is to ask them what they want.
What does it feel like to see a homeless beggar and realize that you know them? Perhaps they were a relative, former schoolmate, co-worker or lover. What did you think and/or do when you recognized them?
I had this experience while I was leaving work one afternoon.I had just finished my shift from waiting tables on a Wednesday afternoon, and I walked toward the bus stop. At this point, I had my headphones on, and wasn’t too interested in speaking with anyone.I waited several minutes around the bus stop as I lingered, and I saw a familiar face carousing around with a sign in his hand. It was my big cousin Kyle. He was wearing a grey hoodie, baggie sweatpants, and it looked like he had been out in the street for months.It was shocking to see him, because he was a family member I grew up with. It was always his brother Keegan, my brother, Maurice, and Kenny who all hung out together. They were several years older than me, but it was always nice to for me (the young cub) to play around with the older teenagers.It was disturbing to see someone who I admired and genuinely enjoyed their company out in the street. I was clueless, so after greeting him I decided to walk and talk with him. I didn’t realize it until afterward, but I may have walked close to a mile and a half around the city listening to his story.His story came with a lot of frustrations, and I lot of misunderstanding. After hearing him, I became frustrated as well — because I wanted to help. He was homeless, but he was fine with being homeless, yet he didn’t want any help because our family “didn’t help” when he needed us.Somehow, after having this conversation with him, I felt partly responsible for him being out in the street.I wanted to put him in the best position to succeed, yet, there was nothing I could do to change his mind about being in the streets.It was his life, and after I shed a few tears, heard his story, I no longer feel bad or responsible for him decisively choosing the streets over his family.He has stipulations about us, and we have our differences, but he knows we would never allow for him to sit out in snowy weather or a hot sun because of a few disagreements.
How can i keep my cat from begging to go outside?
Well simply keep her in from now on. It's obviously not safe for her to be outside and you're going to lose your cat within a year it sounds like if you continue to let her go out. I've had cats my entire life and they've all been indoor cats and they've lived long, happy lives. Despite what people think, indoor cats ARE happy. I've even adopted older cats from shelters whose previous owners had let them go outdoors and made indoor, house cats out of them and they were happy and fine with it once they learned and got used to it. If you have screens in your windows in the warmer months they can look out of, or sliding glass doors they can look out of, that's kept mine happy. I have birdhouses outside the windows for mine to watch. When you're going out the door, always make sure you know where the cat is BEFORE you open the door every single time. Don't stand at the door talking to someone as you're going out so the cat has a chance to dart out. If the cat does try to get out, just block it with your foot. In time, it will learn and stop trying and will accept that it's not getting out. At least mine have and they've all been fine as indoor cats. Just give them plenty of toys and attention in the house, some cat condos usually work to entertain them a lot. Best of luck to you!!
Is it bad to ask everyone for a dollar?
if every third person gave you a dollar you wouldnt have to work as long as you were diligent in your pursuit
Are billionaires happy?
`Meet the unhappy Billionaires :Markus "Notch" Persson is pretty unhappy with his life and his huge wealth. Persson sold his wildly popular Minecraft (video game) to Microsoft for $2.5 billion. Since then he bought a 23,000-square-foot mansion in Beverly Hills for $70 million, reportedly outbidding Beyonce and Jay Z. But even those ultra-luxury digs aren't enough to make him happy."The problem with getting everything is you run out of reasons to keep trying, and human interaction becomes impossible due to imbalance," he wrote at the start of series of tweets.His depression apparently struck a cord with the twitterverse. Nearly 1,400 people retweeted that first tweet, and 2,200 favorited it.But Persson wasn't done there. He followed with tweets about never feeling more isolated.Part of the isolation apparently comes from having nothing to do, just sitting around waiting for friends and family.And Pearsson is not the only unhappy Billionaire out there.....John Caudwell, the founder of Phones4u has a £2 billion fortune But it recently emerged that his son, Rufus, 19 suffers severe agoraphobia.He has also separated from his partner of 15 years Claire Johnson. Phones 4U recently went into administration with the loss of 6,000 jobs .Mr Caudwell says that although it helps, 'money doesn't buy you happiness' So yes, it is pretty safe to say that even though money might be able to get rid of a lot of troubles in life and help you get your dream cars/houses, but it certainly cannot buy you happiness. You don't need to be rich to be happy! Sources : Meet the unhappy billionaire: Does money ensure happiness? Billionaire who's proof that money CAN'T buy happiness