a reply to: brandonforsyth11
Nice to see some positivity for a change on the boards.
When I was eighteen I used to work at an office in Glasgow city centre.
On my lunch break I used to go for walks around the city and follow my nose to wherever the food watered the mouth so to speak. Would take it back to
my desk, eat, then go outside for a cigarette or two and just enjoy the atmosphere of the place. Always something happening.
Was just after finishing my lunch and enjoying a cigarette when a homeless man approached me. When I say homeless man, he was not the best smelling,
his clothes were in tatters, his face was not clean and in general his appearance was a bit of a cause for concern if you get me.
He asked me how my day was going. I responded that things were not too bad.
Guy sort of stood around right next to me, which I did not mind but after a few minutes I asked him if he would like some money or if I could help
him. He refused and said to have a good day then walked off.
Next day, he was back again. I offered him a cigarette, he refused, offered him money and he said the same again. Asked him if I could help him and he
smiled saying he just liked to have a chat.
This went on for quite a few weeks, during which I asked him how his day was going, offered him food, offered to buy him clothes among other things…
all refused. The man would just come over and stand next to me asking how things were going in a general sort of way.
Until I was standing outside as usual on break with him next to me again when I realised I was out of cigarettes. I told him I was going to buy a
packet and would he like anything from the shop. Again he refused but when I went inside the store I had the thought of just buying a scratch card for
him. I don’t gamble aside from putting one bet on per year on the Grand National (family tradition) but I just thought it might be something
different to do.
When I came back over to the man, I held out the scratch card and he was quite offended, he said he did not gamble and did not want anything at all,
just the company and conversation. I insisted that he take it as a gift, he put it in his pocket before he left as my break ended.
Next day, he was waiting at the front entrance of my work early in the morning. He came over to me before I could go inside and produced about £100
from his pocket saying that he was returning the gift back. It turned out the scratch card was a winner and he claimed not to be a gambler so wanted
to return it.
I told him that it was a gift from me to him and I wanted him to have it. He certainly looked like he needed a bit of a hand in life so to speak.
What happened next was unexpected. He grabbed me, pulled me close, pointed in my face and said “I know you (said my first and second name which was
impossible for him to know) and although you don’t know me, we met on the hill beneath the skies near the throne, one day we will meet again and
until then know that you are loved”.
He then hugged me, I was quite startled, started shaking a little, teared up and I don’t know why either to be honest. He said “goodbye for now”
and walked off.
When I went back into the office, noticed something sticking out of my suit jacket when placing it over my chair, was the cash. I asked my work
colleagues if they thought the homeless guy who stood outside each lunchtime is a bit nuts or something and told them about the money etc.
They all said the same thing “What homeless guy?” The office claimed I was just standing myself having a cigarette each day and they had never
watched anyone stand next to me.
Never came across him again. Not sure what to make of it and not sure if this fits the thread topic but its one of the nicest (most confusing/random)
experiences ive ever had.
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