The AMPM Downtown
The AMPM downtown 7/11/11 I have refined the "don't ask me for money" look. After trips to Paris and Istanbul and Oxford where beggars wait for dumb Americans, I have learned a curt headshake and frowning distant eye look that clearly says, "don't ask me." I try not to go to the AMPM in downtown Bakersfield because I'd rather just avoid the streetpeople or the conmen who make up convoluted stories about why I should give them my money. And who treat me like I'm cheap if I give them less than a five. "I just need enough gas money to make it to Riverside where my sister has a job roofing her house for me." "Don't you have any more? Come on, I just need a little more." But sometimes gas is cheaper there and it's more convenient to stop there, so I go. And there is this young man who looks scruffy and unkempt and perfectly healthy enough to get a job and I see him approaching out of the corner of my eye as he mumbles somethin...