Leave me be Homeless Tramp!

I was minding my own business today 'this is a first I hear you say' but I truly was and right in the middle of this minding my own business situation I was accosted!

You see, I was wheeling my supermarket trolley back to it's rightful queue in an effort to retrieve my pound coin. Then a man approached me with "excuse me, can I have your pound coin please"?

Well dilemma, dilemma!!

I thought: is this man a street dweller? He knows I've got a pound coming to me because it's in the trolley. Should I pretend I didn't hear him? Should I just hand it over? Does he realise that if he asked me for spare change, it's quite likely that I would have given him more than a pound? Should I admire his cheek or just give him the pound despite of it?

I was running out of thinking time because I now had the pound in my hand! So I said to him "why"? To my surprise, he said "because I'd like your trolley but I've only got two fifty pence pieces in change and the trolley needs a pound coin".

Oh dear, I felt the shame wash over me. I really need to lighten up a bit!