A chick....

I get hit up every F'n day 3 or more times. I just shake my head, but if they are really laying it on thick, I ask, "Sure, What kinda car is it? Where is it, show me the keys.." by that time they are already walking away. Just today, I had a fat guy ask me for a dollar for "a taco" in Jack in the Box. I looked at the dude and said loudly, "Bro, your fatter than me, you must be eating better too!" I got a few chuckles but checked my six on the way out...
The guy that's there every day in the parking lot who takes the "trash" to the dumpster for the employee (and is not seen for 20 minutes) doesnt even ask me anymore. He says "Hey phone man!" to me now that I threw him a old rainsuit I had on a stormy day, felt pretty good doing that for him.