A chick....

Back in the early 60s we where living in Bellingham Washington and my dad was working out of town at a ship yard in Seattle.

One morning my dad was heading to a restaurant for breakfast, a guy asked him for money for some coffee. Dad knew what he wanted the money for booze of course, so he told the guy I won't give you any money but I'll buy you breakfast. The guy refused and walked away.
It's not just happening now.