I said Good Bye

If you didn't already know, Michele and I are in Santa Barbara for the weekend.





See us at the beach, true story.

But one thing we didn't count on was a very persistent homeless man. While walking along the shore this man asked us if we would like to buy a shirt. We politely declined and walked away. But instead of him leaving to solicit another beach dwellers, he decided to follow us. I kid you not. We zigged, he zigged only a few steps behind us, we zagged he zagged. He mumbled incoherently and continued to follow us. It got to a point where we headed towards groups of people hoping he would leave us. No such luck, the other people didn't dissuade him. Becoming desperate, I was trying to think of what to do. Michele and I had both left our phones behind in the hotel room, NEVER AGAIN! With no way to even threaten calling the cops, we continued to say good bye every time he made a comment. On the verge of turning around and firmly telling the homeless to leave us alone, we headed to the street and walked by a guy the had earlier joked around with us. Whether it was the smell of fresh meat to solicit or the homeless man was afraid to leave the sand, our plan managed to work. But now shaken Michele and I took the long way back to the hotel. Being from the bay area, we are use to our homeless population asking us for money and then once denied, searching for the same money with the next pedestrian. Never had either of us run in to such a persistent homeless person. I will never leave my cell phone at home again.