Bum #1 (gentleman of the homeless persuasion) was selling the Big Issue outside David Jones, right at the crossroads of Castlereagh & Market streets.
Bum #2 (another gentleman of the homeless persuasion) came along with his dog and sets up shop (cardboard box asking for money, not selling Big Issue) a wee bit up Market Street, right outside DJ’s doors.
Bum #1 takes umbrage, believing Bum #2 is poaching his pitch.
A robust tiff ensues, many “fuck offs” expressed, the dog starts barking fretfully.
I can’t stay to see the end.
Friday, November 9
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3 comments:
Bum 2 is definitely out of line. There needs to be a buffer zone between bums. I mean isn't there some kind of bum union that would enforce these types of bum regulations?
Sounds like the daily row outside my window at work in San Francisco. Is there no honor among bums?
Not much honour amongst just about anyone these days ;)
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