Last year someone gave me a pair of Sennheiser headphones—dead ass gave them to me. I was ballin’. I got to be a homeless person with an iPhone 12 and a pair of Sennheisers. And then my idiot friend set off a series of unfortunate events that resulted in the loss of my headphones, along with everything else I owned at the time.
So last month when this very sweet devout Christian saw a comment of mine about being a homeless drug addict, and sent me $300. I bought a new pair of Sennheisers on Mercari. I’m pretty sure it was the same model even.
I finally got around to checking my mail and—the headphones are fucked off. They won’t pair or fucking anything.
I had to fight the screaming urge to slam them on the ground.
Finally, the unspoken truth and logic unhoused people need to hear:
“Spend money better idiot”
You should run a financial literacy class for unhoused people
They can all pull up in their Cadillacs wearing Gucci and learn to buy housing instead of avocado toast
My mind is blown just thinking about it right now, I wonder why homelessness is even a problem?
It must be because we just don’t have enough people to talk down to them
