When my son was younger, probably about 8, he had tutoring downtown in an area that is not so nice. The facility was great. Specific for dyslexia, did wonders for him, but not an area you'd walk around at night. One time we swung by the McDonald's close to the Center and there was a homeless guy who spotted us in the drive through. Not sure what gave us away other than the fact we didn't really fit the demographics of the area... His eyes light up and he starts walking up to the car in the drive through from the street. "Hey! HEY! Hey man! Yo! HEY! HEY!!!" I get our stuff before he gets too close and proceed to ignore him and drive out to pull on the street. Of course I get caught waiting for traffic and now he is frantically hobbling up from the back of the car now.. "HEY! YOU! HEY! YO! HEY MAN!". I pull out into traffic before he gets up to the car and proceed to have this conversation with my son..
Son: "Who was that guy??"
Me: "Nobody. Just a bum."
Son: (thinks about this for a minute, very perplexed) "But... How could he be a bum? He didn't have a hat?"
Me: