I remember finishing work one evening and started to head off to the car park and head home. Found this old fella who was sleeping on the 3rd level in the middle of the stairs and had this massive grey beard with a black coat on, felt sorry for him Being a softy i opened up my wallet and had a 10 and a 50, i pulled the 50 out cause that's a no brainer right? and tried to place it in his arms as he had them crossed. At this point i was just applying enough pressure to squeeze the bill through his coat to not wake him up, i felt happy at this point knowing the guy will wake up seeing money! So i tried to step around him to go up the stairs and placed my foot just above his head, the guy wakes up seeing me stand over him and his arm grabs the railing to pull himself up and the 50 flew down to the gap into the lower levels. Felt bad for myself and could give to fucks about him tbh. Anyone a sucker like me?