Fast Food

​A man was reduced to begging on the street for his well-being.

At one point in time he was quite well of, but he mishandled his funds and soon became broke.

He still carried the shell of a businessman in that a once tailored suit and linen shirt were now his tattered jacket and undershirt respectively, all covered by a long ankle-length trench coat that had the fortune of being weatherproof.

While he was begging outside of a fast food restaurant, an employee, not older than a teenager, gave him his lunch.

This kept on for about a month before the man suddenly stopped his daily appearance at the restaurant.

However, when the teenager went on an errand during his usual lunch break,he spotted the beggar two blocks over, begging in front of a different restaurant.

Delighted that he found the man, the teenager asked why he did not come to his store anymore.

“Those dollar bills that you hide in between the napkins are not necessary.”

“And who am I to take food from your mouth?”