The Hubbster(D) has a friend that he's known since school days who now has MS, and he goes to visit her several times a month, to make sure to himself that she's being taken care of, and to bring her things that the doctor won't let her indulge in - like candy, ciggibutts, and comfort food. She's quadriplegic, and hanging on to her home by the skin of her teeth.
So, the other day he was picking up some McDonald's for her (yes, I know, but she doesn't have long no matter how healthy she eats), and he noticed a young woman sitting outside. She was skinny and looked kinda down. He asked her if she needed anything, was she hungry? She allowed that she could use a hamburger, looking down in her lap. He asked her if she wanted a soda? She looked up and barely spoke "I could have a soda too?"
He went in and ordered his friend's stuff, and directed them to make a separate bag with a double cheeseburger, fries and a soda, and gave it to her on his way to the car.
Last night as I kissed him goodnight, he was still worrying about her... "do you think she has a place to go tonite?" The overnight low was below freezing.
So, this morning I get to work, and the boss(R) was talking about the two Toyota accidents that were in the news when I woke up.
His opinion is that now everyone who owns a Toyota and doesn't want to keep it or who now cannot afford their loan is going to go out and crash their car on purpose and blame it on the accelerator.
Y'know, because everyone always thinks that committing fraud will solve their problems...