It’s So Easy To Get Taken

About 4 week ago Nick and I were stepping off a subway, coming home from a night out. An older, somewhat retarded man, blind man standing with a blind person’s walking stick was yelling out, “Can somebody help me? Can somebody help me? I don’t know where I’m going, and I can’t see!” So I walked up to him and said, “Here you go, grab my arm, I’ll walk out with you.” He grabs my arm, and slowly walks up the stairs and out of the subway station. Nick followed behind as I walked with the man. I then said, “Ok, well you’re out, so we have to go now.” The man replies, “Can you show me where I can get something to eat, I can’t see, and I want to get food.” It was 11pm. Not many fast food joints were open. So we kept walking. As we’re walking he tells me he lives in a halfway home where they don’t feed him. He then stops in front of a pizza parlor and says, “What’s this?” I explained to him it was a pizza parlor and asked him if he wanted to stop in there to eat. He says, “I guess so. Do you have any money?” Nick gave him seven dollars and said that should be enough. The man says thank you and walks in. Nick and I proceed home and I tell him, “Well, either we just did a really good thing for a man in need, or we just got taken by a blind man who was able to pick out a pizza parlor without my assistance.”
A few nights ago Nick and I were walking home and I saw the same man holding onto somebody else’s arm, walking in the same direction. Sucker.