As I was leaving the store, there was a man ringing a bell for charity. Usually I put whatever spare change I have in my pocket after I’ve bought my things, but today, I used a debit card. So that means: no change. I tried not to make eye contact with the guy, but I couldn’t help but glance. HE WAS STARING AT ME. I SWEAR. So then I walked as fast I as could without being obvious and drove home.