Disturbing things I saw last week

I work in downtown Halifax and see an array of interesting people on a daily basis. When I say interesting I mean gross and sad. I'm not a judgemental person, although I'm sure in my group of friends I can seem like it, but that's the way we roll. Here is a taste of what I saw last week and my verdict.

Meth Boy
Meth Boy is a young guy in his early 20's who has gone down the wrong street and kept on going. He wears really heavy clothing on hot days and sometimes looks like he got the piss beat out of him, although it wouldn't surprise me if he did it to himself in a meth rage. He also gave himself a haircut one time which left him with tufts of hair. I wish I had a picture of him sometimes so I could show my daughter what not to do. I saw him actually not downtown this week, but on my street pacing back and forth mumbling to himself, which isn't unusual but he was mumbling into a microphone which was attached to nothing.

VERDICT: I just want to give him a bath and a karaoke machine.

Santa's Surprise

It is not an uncommon practice for people to beg for change, dig through the garbage for bottles right next to you or pick up smoke butts for a fix. But this next fella caught me off guard slightly. First off he looked like a Santa who was down and out on his luck. Yellowing beard, sweat stains you know the picture I'm trying to paint here. I was outside enjoying the warm sun with a couple of my work buds at lunchtime when this fella walked by. Any who, he must have saw a good butt on the ground because he bent down to pick it up and I saw more butt them I could handle. He had a split the size of Steven Tylers mouth in the crack of his pants and all of us got the worst fright of our life. I'm fairly certain to this day that he wasn't wearing briefs.

VERDICT: I will be making sure this Santa isn't working the mall come Christmas time.

No Dignity Dad
This guy makes me sad. He has multiple tattoos on his face which will definitely ruin his chances of managing a Subway. Career killer move dude. He walks around the outside of Scotia Square Mall with a fanny pack on while picks up butts and looks in the smokers outpost cans. The worst thing...he has been bringing his 6 year old son with him. Now, if you are feeling the need to pick up smoke butts instead of, I don't know, QUITTING, please don't bring your kid with you. It's not considered bonding time and not the best memory for a child. I hope this kid doesn't have to write a "What I did on my summer vacation" essay when he goes back to school because Child Services may be paying a visit. 

VERDICT: Although you hold your kids hand and seem like you genuinely care for your son, sometimes you need to do things on your own.