The time we evicted a homeless person

So B2 came up to E and I to tell us about how someone left shopping carts behind our other building. She suggested we push them onto the street and then call up the city to tell them they were their problem now. Little did we know that we were being set up to evict a homeless man!

E and I went over to the other building to check out the shopping cart situation. There were 3 carts and it was obvious that someone was living out of them. There was a backpack, blankets and other bits of personal treasure…the kind you’d collect to save in a shopping cart if you were homeless like a bit of a raincoat (not a whole raincoat just a square patch from one) or a yogurt containers or parts of cardboard boxes. As the fear of scabbies entered into us, we began to push the shopping carts over to the nearby supermarket, thinking that would be a better plan than leaving them on the street and then call the city. As we were going there, we past a scrap metal junk yard. E decided that we should stop to try to make some extra cash but it turns out they are not allowed to accept shopping carts.

We moved like super secret spies who get stuck trying to push their cart up the curb and into the parking lot. We super spied around and when no visible customers could see us, we left them in the cart corral. We had to go back to get the third cart to repeat our crime.

When we returned B2 claimed she had no knowledge of someone’s things being the carts – which would be hard to do because if you saw the carts you would notice them full of things like personal possessions!

I could help but feel bad for the homeless guy…imagine you leave your house at 5:30 am and then come home at 11 pm cause that’s when you get home when you are homeless afterall you’ve been out since 5:30 am and then you discover that all of your possession are gone! There were thieves that came into your home by day and took away the Zellers, Walmart and Valumart carts you had carefully collected and filled with the treasures of your life. I can imagine anger! And possibly tears! Homeless guys cry sometimes in the night…

I did warn B1 and B2 that if the windows got smashed, it was probably the homeless guy cause when you got nothing, you have nothing to lose and you’d smash the windows of the people who evicted you and removed all of your world possessions.