Oompa Loompas!I poured some coffee into my travel mug and walked out of our Hollywood apartment stopped in my tracks. I was disturbed to see the little man who wanted a dollar sitting in the bus stop shelter. The bus was due in three minutes. There was naught I could do but wait there with him. I stood at the stop and pretended not to see him, opting to inspect my fingers at close detail.

“Hello chum,” said the little man.
“I don’t have a dollar,” I said.
“No worry, my friend. I got my buck, bless my luck.”
“Ah.”
“Never underestimate the kindness of strangers.”
“I’ll try not to.”
“De bus, de bus,” said the little man, doing an incredibly accurate impersonation of Tattoo from Fantasy Island. Read the rest of this entry »