Event One From A long Day

So yesterday I was sent on an insane mission to find 100 small hand held mirrors and 100 small falshlights that can fit into a nine inch box. After four hours of driving around from store to store in the horrid heat, I end up at Food Maxx in total desperation with only 11 more mirrors and 32 flashlights to go. I walk out frustrated, but not surprised, that didn't carry either item. As soon as I walked out this person of color looks at me and I try to ignore him because I know he is going to ask me for money for some charity and I hate charities. I see him and his white bucket and I automatically wonder if the charity chose him to do this because he is a person of color, if they're paying him a shit wage to stand in the hella hot sun for hours in a starched suit. I get angry but I wasn't fast enough he asks me for money and just as he does I am loioking down and I step on a five dollar bill. The bill was smashed, dirty, had obviously been stepped on by many. Coincidence? I pick it up."Well look at that heres five bucks on the ground." I say and drop it in the bucket. "What are you collecting money for?" I ask. "To fight hoimelessness, drug addiction, abuse, etc." He answers in a soft barely audible voice. "Is this Christian?" I ask, knowing what the answer will be. "Yes." He says. I grunt and walk away kicking myself. I hope they were f*cking paying him good money to stand out there, but probably not.