My husband told me a story tonight of this poor starving guy that can't afford to buy himself food.
My husband has been taking food to this guy about every other day, for awhile...pizza, sandwiches, dinners, etc...from the restaurant he works in.
Tonight my husband brings him a pizza and the guy hands him a case of New England style clam chowder (the white kind)...tells my husband to take it home. Then he says he has tons more cases upstairs.
Some woman gave them to him...cases and cases of the stuff, all the same flavor, and he is getting sick of the stuff. So now he's trading the clam chowder for other food, and rewarding those that have been kind to him, like my husband, with a case each.
So now I have this case of clam chowder sitting in my kitchen. There is only one problem with it...
I gave up eating that kind of stuff because of the fat content in it is too high, and I am the only one in the family that likes the stuff. My daughter prefers the Manhattan style (the red kind).
Oh well...guess I know what my next donation to the community food pantry will be now.
My husband also brought me home a pen with a radio in it. He let someone pay for 2 slices of pizza by swapping the pizza for the pen. It's brand new, still in its package, with earphones, batteries, and all. It doesn't just look like a pen with a radio in it, it really writes.
It's kind of cool, but not something I would use. I'll toss that in the gift drawer for when one of us needs to give someone a gift and can't afford one. I don't know who would want it though, since most people we know can afford and already own ipods.
Humorous Note: Windows Live Writer's spell check dictionary does not contain "ipod".