Tricycle Man

There is some guy who rides around the neighborhood on a giant tricycle. He even has a little basket on the front. I am not sure where he goes or what he does but he just trucks around on that thing. He appears to be semi-retarded.

Sometimes I see him stop by where people keep their trash and occasionally he picks things up. I am pretty sure it is little pieces of scrap metal. There are a lot of recycling places around this town and I am sure if he fills up his little basket he can probably fetch a dollar or two if he is lucky. A few times a day and that might be enough for a pack of Maverick Cigarettes and a deuce-deuce of busch light as the natives would say.

Now I really don't have much to say about this. Part of me actually feels sorry for the guy if he is seriously mentally ill. Somehow, somewhere along the way something failed for him to just wander the streets all day on a tricycle trying to score a few dollars.

Then again he may not be semi-retarded. He may just lack any drive to do anything with himself. In that case I do not feel bad at all. You would be amazed at the amount of people in this city who have no drive in life to do anything but live off government assistance and chump change they collect each day to score some smokes and some beer. It is an absolutely appalling existence.

There really isn't much funny things I can say about this. Either the guy is half a tard and it is sad or the guy is just lazy and it is pathetic. Just be warned if you roll through "da hood" be mindful of a guy trucking a long on a tricycle.