@agchristie
The Good Samaritan parable? Gateway drug to collection plates.
:-)
Back in primary school, someone came to me, saying their mum hadn't given him any lunch money, so I lent him some. He promised to pay me back but never did. Found him in a hidey hole, smoking, not long after. Some weeks later, discovered he lived barely 100 yards from the school. I was still asking for the money back in my teens and it made him seethe.
Anyway, that's why I'm mean to beggars and friendships only last as long as it takes them to ask me for a taxi fare (ie emptied their wallet, at the bar and expect me to bail them out). Why people think I'm made of money, I have no idea.