Dr. Brian G Spare

I was doing this crappy market research job where I’d stand outside supermarkets and ask people for their receipts if they didn’t need to keep them.

A lot of people were nice but many weren’t and I couldn’t really blame them: it’s a weird request from some random guy with a clipboard. I was often wet and cold and on this day I was shivering.

There was a guy on the other side of the glass with a trolley full of shopping who had that weathered look of a homeless person with drug problems and he came out to say hello and ask what I was doing.

He told me I looked freezing and I said I’d be finished in a couple of hours and could get warm. He said the trolley was full of stuff for his new flat that he’d gotten help with moving into just that day…