You must be hungry. How many times did you use the word pizza in that?

Fifteen times, it seems! Perhaps if I were to edit this I could thesaurus-ize the word a little, plus probably remove it in a few places. I'm not hungry, though, or if I am I'm too tired to know it. ... I don't even know why I'm still awake. =/

It's Good if you ask me. How I see it is a guy just trying to good here and there. That and it shows peoples values and personalities... In this day and age it's not seen anymore like it should. :/

[Then you get thoes "Hobos" in 5k suits begging for cash with clean teeth, fancy shoes and a great smell... thoes kinds of hobos make me mad.] >:0

Yeah, the people who bilk the system and deny others help they really could use are pretty terrible. Good thing there are people out that still get emergency assistance when they're actually in an emergency.

I sympathize with the protagonist's dilemma. You did a good job of planting the reader into their inner conflict.

Thanks. ^^; I'd need to make sure I know what my "point" is and refine it further if I really wanted to do it better.

I like this one as a more poignant example of how, when you're not writing about someone's genitals being teased, you've got a really strong grasp of humanistic tendencies and empathy. Plus the homeless man's distancing himself from an offer to help was a nice element to include, since it's a departure from the normal plot occurrence of him accepting it and then being an ass, or accepting it and bringing up the old cliche of 'and then he told a story that revealed to the main character he was wiser than he looked'. Giving the reader something that they don't expect like that actually makes the story a bit more real.

Thank you. I like to think that the main character immediately shrugging it off, as if his attempt at helping the guy fulfilled his personal responsibilities more than enough to fully absolve him of any further action, also helps lend a sense of understanding about the situation. But I'm gravitating too close to the "I am a deep writer and no one understands me!!!!!!1" stereotype so I'll shut up now. >.>

Alexandrite's comment made me chuckle, but I did enjoy this little snippet. Really nicely done ^^

Pizza in the morning, pizza in the evening, pizza at supper time! When pizza's on a bagel you can eat pizza any time! >.>

Pizza Time!

OH MY GOD I REMEMBER THOSE COMMERCIALS.

Ahahahaha Xd

Used to eat those as a kid, too!

I think we all have gone through this dilemma at some point, and I do like this scenario.

A couple (or perhaps a few) other random comments:

This, like your other mini writings, is a scene cut from a larger work, and for me, anyway, it does a good job of drawing me in. I find myself wondering what happened to the bum - did he not understand? did he get scared off? if so, was it because of some past incident where someone that tried to help him did him harm? was it a test of the boy? perhaps the bum wasn't really a bum after all. And what of Dave? Would this make him less likely to help in the future? Would the episode haunt him? Would he eat the pizza the next day or would the reminder of what happened give him pause? All these questions.

The part where Dave is actually eating his own pizza feels just a little weaker than the rest of the piece. Dave seemed quite interested in the pizza, and the description of the place certainly is enough to make the mouth water, but Dave didn't seem to take much enjoyment in the act of actually eating. I think this might have been a good way to get a little bit more background on Dave as well.

I do like the dialog (monolgue?) between Dave and the homeless man. I could hear the apprehension - and then later the inadvertent condescension - in his voice moments before he caught it himself, followed by the bewilderment and mixed emotions when he returns to find him gone.

Although not as scintillating as some of your other daily writings, I'm curious to see where this goes, and I'd reading more of it as it develops.

I actually didn't intend this to be a part of a bigger work. I didn't really have a before and after imagined for this whatsoever, which is different than most of my fantasy work. It was meant to be a slice (pun intended) of life type of thing. But those sorts of questions are good to have, and good to wonder about yourself as well.

I think the part where he's eating his pizza isn't important. It's mindless eating, one of those situations where ten minutes feels like 90 seconds. The fact he didn't take much enjoyment in the pizza, even after choosing which kinds he wanted, lends a little toward my intent, too, so I'm glad that came across. I don't know if I want people to know more about Dave, though. Having him be sort of a faceless embodiment of one's self in that situation might be a good thing for a mood piece like this, though perhaps that panders too much to emotion.

I'm glad that you were interested enough in this to write out such a great response, though. I'm sorry to say I don't think it will develop or go anywhere, but I guess anything could happen.