I did my good deed for the year Saturday evening. Long story short, there is an apartment complex in Tulsa that is famous for killings, dope, assaults...it's a war zone. I ended up taking a guy with a medical condition over there and waiting outside for someone to come let him in for an hour and a half. Pretty entertaining, I work on the frontier of the "other" war zone in town, but this was special.
I was telling the wife about all of it, she said "be grateful you don't have to live there", I told her "they don't have to live there either - they CHOOSE to.
It's funny and sad at the same time. Being a former drunk and dumbass, I have exactly zero sympathy for dumbasses that refuse to help themselves.