Your Cup!
Published Jan 01, 1900
To celebrate my birthday, my husband and I dressed up for an evening at the theater. We left our Manhattan apartment to take the bus downtown, but we didn't have the exact change, so my husband ducked into a store to break a few dollars. As I waited, a panhandler approached me. He held out his cup and said, 'Lady can you spare some change?'
'No,' I answered. 'I'm actually waiting to get some right now.'
Looking at me with surprise, he leaned forward confidentially and said, ' You gotta get a cup.'
Originally published November 14, 2002.
