I’m using the bathroom at Barnes & Nobles the other day when I noticed two men arguing a few stalls away from me. I couldn’t make out their conversation, but from the looks of their facial expression and by their tone of voice I could tell this was something intense. This went on for about 10 minutes before one of the men stormed out of the bathroom yelling in rage. I was concerned. Gary, the remaining man in the bathroom, stared into the mirror with confusion. After pounding his fist forcefully onto the bathroom counter, he then shouted,” What the fuck is a homeless person suppose to look like!? Just because I’m not walking around smelling bad with ripped clothes I’m not homeless?”
A conversation with Gary quickly revealed the problem. I was shocked to find out he actually was homeless! He didn’t fit the stereotypical description, but this was the problem. I’m assuming Gary had asked this gentleman for some help, but because of his appearance this man thought Gary was a lair. It wasn’t too long before their conversation turned into an argument.
I have to be honest, I found the entire situation to be hilarious. People are judgmental, I’ve accepted that. What’s so perplexing is how a homeless man had to fight for his own credibility, just because his appearance didn’t match his living conditions. I always stress the importance of never judging a book by its cover. Despite how cliche that may sound, the statement remains true. I will always have hope for our society, I just wish people spent a little less time judging and more time developing a sense of compassion for the people in this world.