Bushonomics: No Room at the Aid Station Dept. 0
Back when I worked for the railroad and had an office in 30th Street Station, I would wander the waiting room floor during breaks, enjoying the floor show that the public always provides.
Occasionally, I would be approached by a panhandler whose strategy was to say, “I’m trying to raise money for a ticket to Lancaster.” (Why Lancaster, I never figured out. None of them looked like anyone I’d ever seen in Lancaster, and I’ve spent a lot of time there. Besides, Lancaster is not well known for MD 20/20.)
I used to suggest that they check with Travelers’ Aid. Not actually being interested in getting home to Lancaster, they usually slowly moved away.
Well, no more.
