Last night I was walking in the West Village, en route to The Chuckle Hut at Paris Commune. Out of left field an older guy came up to me and told me he needed a huge favor. He started talking frenetically about how he was some sort of costume designer on Broadway and had just locked himself out of his apartment, complete with his wallet. He talked and talked and told me that he didn't need me to watch his apartment or anything, he just needed $20 cash for cab fare so he could get to the theater and get his spare set of keys.
He seemed like a nice enough guy, albeit a little tweaked out, but I didn't have any cash on me, so I couldn't help him out. He turned and left in a huff.
Here's what I don't get. If he had to get to the theater, any taxi would have taken him there and back to his place if he just explained the situation. Why did he need my $20 to get to Times Square, which wouldn't have been enough anyway?
I'm beginning the think he was just some crazy guy, especially since I googled the name he gave me and he certainly is not the costume designer for the show he said he was. But what if he was legit? Was I being a typically cold New Yorker for not helping him out?
