Shift Change

A few moments ago I was sitting in the parking lot of the McDonald’s nearest to my place of employment, vaguely contemplating a nap, when I saw something rather interesting. A used-up-looking woman holding a sign that implored passers-by to part with their spare change slowly walked across the parking lot adjacent to the one my car was in to a similarly used-up-looking car. She got out and a fatter version of the woman got out to take the first woman’s place on the corner.

I had no idea panhandlers worked in shifts (or that they have cars).

Update: fat girl claimed to be pregnant. What a lucky child.