This morning as I'm riding the subway to work, a homeless man was begging for money in my car. What follows is my thought process:
1) Angle my body towards the door so it will seem like I can't turn around to give him money due to the crowded car rather than I simply don't want to give him money.
2) Hmm, I really like his shirt.
3) I wonder if he would sell me his shirt for $5.
4) I wonder if that's the only shirt he owns.
5) I'm sure if I bought it, I would never actually wear it, even after washing it like a dozen times.
6) It's actually pretty gross that I want his shirt.
7) Forget about it, this is my stop.