Views : 635,156
Genre: Comedy
Date of upload: Aug 27, 2018 ^^
Rating : 4.863 (1,264/35,741 LTDR)
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I remember once I was in Chicago. I'd just checked into my hotel and stepped out for a bite to eat. Down by the corner was Mike, a homeless man offering to show people around the area for some change. I asked him where a good place to get a sandwich was. He walked me down the block to a great shop where I had the best Italian beef sandwich I'd ever tasted. I gave him a five and ordered one for Mike too. He broke into tears. It wasn't the money or the food. He hadn't spoken to anyone in days beyond asking for change and pointing people toward somewhere to eat. I still think about him. I wonder if he is okay. I wonder if he made it through another Chicago winter. Mike, wherever you are, I hope you found someone to talk to.
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There used to be a homeless man in my neighborhood when I was little, and he herd it was my birthday from my friend and gave me a gold coin, he was friends with everyone and even our parents and we all trusted him. We found him dead one day and sometimes I ride my bike by where he always sat and cry because people like him donât always exist, he was so selfless and happy. Even with nothing in life.
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I love that they refused to give the reason why he was homeless.
I hate that I related to the main character's anger and frustration. Of being in a minumum wage job and feeling like they are going nowhere despite working so hard.
She wants to take it out on people weaker than her simpler because it is easier.
We all forget that the 1% are screwing us all.
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the end reminds me of the guy who basically lived next to the train station. i'd see him everyday when i was little and he was the NICEST person ever. i didn't have much money as a child so i'd usually just split my pocket money with him or share my lunch, but then he'd start to buy me sweets and stuff with the money they gave him ahdhdh he also would always smoke and drink a coffee with my sister in the morning before she had to take the train go get to work. he was literally the most chill guy ever.. but one winter he froze to death and i remember bawling my fucking eyes out for weeks. it was even on the newspaper because he was so popular among our area. he was just a sweet guy.. trying his best to make other people happy. i seriously hate going to that train station now, just.. seeing the empty spot, even though more than 10 years have passed
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We interviewed a homeless person for a project he looked like he was 15 or 16 never had time to ask what his age was but his name was Kiel. His story was his father died a short time after he was born and his mother was taken by another man and then they abandoned their children. They were 6 siblings 4 guys and 2 girls he was the youngest. Their sisters ended up becoming prostitutes at incredibly young ages just to get by. They don't just stand there like you think this guy he was on his way back from a job he did which was a sugarcane harvester. He said his house which he described as being the regular trash house made from planks and metal and it had a thin blanket as a roof. He said it was a 6 day straight walk from here to there and he said he wasn't being lazy he was just tired after walking for the entire day and since he has to return his money and share it with his siblings he doesn't spend it on hotels or fancy food.
I have deep respect for him because i can't even bring all my money with me without spending it and he had 250$ from working and still refuses to spend it even if he was cold and hungry. We got him food and water enough for a day and we never saw him again. He never comes back to the place we saw him so his story must be true. Sometimes i wonder if he's alright. It's been 5 years since the last time i saw him and i still live in the same city and the last time i saw him was that interview
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Maybe I'm interpreting the moral incorrectly, but I don't think the message is as deep as you think it is.
"Appreciate those around you - even if you're bothered by their presence - because you'll miss them when they're gone."
There are loads of people whose mere presence bothered me to no end. They are no longer in my life and I have to say, I can't remember the last time I spent any amount of my day waxing nostalgic about our time together.
I think a better message would have been: "If you find yourself bothered by someone's presence, the problem might not lie with them, but might, in fact, lie in your preconceptions about that person."
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This story breaks my heart to tell. But I feel I have to say it. I was 21 and addicted to cocaine when I moved out of my parents home. I was at a gas station and had locked my keys in my car. A woman and a man, both homeless, came up to me and helped me get my keys out. I offered them a ride and then agreed to have them as roommates. I was young dumb and impulsive with trauma littering my background. They turned out to be druggies as well and used TF out of me until they introduced me to Marvin who would drug me and rape me. I quickly got tf out of there and moved back in with Mom and Dad. Moral of the story, there is none. Quit having these preconceived notions about homeless people in general. Everything is situational. I also knew a guy who was super nice and amazing and homeless. Had schizophrenia poor thing. Just goes to show, generalizing people is ridiculous toxic and unhealthy and that's all I've seen in this wasteland of a comment section. Grow up people. We are all people with different personalities struggles and tribulations. Stop generalizing.
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@komyn27
5 years ago
Really late comment, but back in college, I'd walk past one of the big hot spots for homelessness in Boston every day on my way to work. I ended up chatting with one man in particular who would always tell everyone to have a nice day and spent a dollar to get a Santa hat a Christmas time to cheer everyone up. One day, after almost a year of daily chats, I found him missing from his usual corner. I asked around (the other homeless people in the area keep tabs on everyone to make sure people stay safe). They thought he may have been picked up for fighting and gone to jail. Two months pass. Out of the blue, my friend shows up back on his usual corner with his Santa hat. Turns out he'd managed to get an apartment and a job to pay for it. He decided to come back to the street corner for Christmas time because it had become a tradition of sorts for him. I was so relieved. The last I heard he was really turning his life around.
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