“A well dressed, dignified, silver haired executive type in a pinstriped suit, silk tie, white shirt and polished shoes hands a dollar to a panhandler. Panhandler: Lemme ask you, sir, if I may. Are those fine shoes Italian? Executive: (surprised and smiles) Yes, Ferragamo. Panhandler: Take them off and give them to me. And those pretty socks, too. Youve had em long enough. Executive: (laughing) Barefoot in a pinstriped suit? I cant go back to my office in my bare feet. And what will I tell my wife? Panhandler: (thoughtful) Quit your bigs hot job and leave your wife. Time for a new life for you here on the streets. Now untie those shoes and step out of them. I want you barefoot. lokks like your gonna need help. He reaches over, grabs the executives ankle, unties one shoe, and reaches up under the trouser leg to find the top of his sock. The executive stumbles and his shoe comes off. Executive: (struggling, unnerved and angry) Are you crazy? Let go. You have my shoe! Youre pulling my sock down! Youll REALLY have me barefoot if you dont let go! Panhandler: Lemme introduce myself. I've been waiting for you. My name is Karma.”
