Hey guys! How's it going?
So just last night while I was walking home with a friend about 3 o'clock along Lygon St, we bumped into this guy who I presumed is from Hong Kong due to his accent and language.
Anyways, he was speaking to us in a dry cracking voice like the ones you hear when someone is about to cry. He told us that he's a student studying in Shepparton (at least 2 hours away from Melbourne via the V/Line) and today he came to the city to attend a group reunion.
Between the time of the reunion and departing Southern Cross to head home, he lost his wallet. He made a police report at SC and asked if he was able to get a ride back in which the officers denied due to the distance and activities they had.
So here he is now asking me if I could buy a V/Line ticket for him and he did a little bow saying 'so sorry to bother you'. My mate gave him 2 dollars and told me to walk away but I knew that wasn't enough.
Ticket to Shepparton to cost at least 9 dollars and they only operate in the morning and evening. His next train would only depart around 6.25 am. The 'unlucky' guy was just wearing a fleece jacket and winter solstice just started yesterday... fyi it was about 4-6 degrees and it was really wet due to the rain.
I wish I could find him a warm place to stay for the night but I was afraid this guy might be a thug or a druggie.
But part of me roughly knows what he's going through cause once I ran away from home (fyi about 14 years old) due to a huge argument with my mum. I only had RM1 at that time and I used it to take a bus to the city center.
And about 11pm, I was really hungry, cold and super broke. I felt miserable. I didn't have any guts to ask the people that walked by for spare change to give my parents a ring in the middle of the night. But lucky for me I did manage to pick up about 2, 20 cent coins on the floor from a mamak store nearby and used it to call my parents... which ended up with them giving me a all out lecturer about life, obedience etc... in the car and when I was in bed.
So, back to my story. I felt bad for this guy. So I wooped out a 10 dollar note for him. He took the money and started to thank me over and over again while his eyes watered up like a fountain. I told him in Canton, 'find some place warm and rest' to which he replied repeatedly, 'thank you, thank you'.
After we walked away, my mate told me I shouldn't do that. He could be a 'fake'. I knew what he meant but in that situation something in me told me this guy was most likely not. I just hoped that he did use the money to get back home.
So here's my question for you all, ' What I did... was it good or plain stupid?' and I'd like to know what YOU would have done if you were in a situation such as this. Do leave your thoughts, views and answers at the comment sections below.
Have a great week and God bless.
Ciao!
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