Anecdote of the day

I am exiting the subway station and notice that it is raining outside. Sitting against the wall of the station, under its protruding roof in an attempt to get some protection from the light rain, a young man in worn out clothes is begging. A small black labrador dog is sleeping at his sides. He asks me, “Can you spare some change, sir?” Trying to look contrite, but I am sure I sounded rather smart-assed, I answer him: “Sorry, son, if it's change you want, I cannot help you. Change must come from within.” And I busily continue on my way home.