who is/has been the most interesting and influential person u've ever met?

[freshprince]

Also what has been the most life- exchanging experience you've had?

For me! I haven't met anyone interesting. The persons i would have loved to meet are already dead, ppl like Martin Luther king, Karl Marx, Aristotle and a few other theorist, Gandhi and W. Clement Stone, since ppl like that to me were the wisest and most interesting of ppl i could have learned a lot from.

I have a lot of influential persons but # 1 is my mom who took care of me and big bro as a single parent when my dad left. (can't beat the strength of a woman)

NO life exchanging experience yet.

 

[Ease]

can't beat the strength of a woman

Are you a feminist infiltrating our community with your propaganda?

I would like to meet 50 cent.

 

[Wiesman44]

Are you a feminist infiltrating our community with your propaganda?

I would like to meet 50 cent.

just curious why u would want to meet 50 cent.

 

[Powerlifter]

Why would he be a feminist because his mother had strength that his lazy daddy (man) didn't who left cause he was a wuss to the effect he couldn't handle responsibilty?

Explain yourself? And personally with inflation 50 cent isn't worth a dime.

Powerlifter

Are you a feminist infiltrating our community with your propaganda?

I would like to meet 50 cent.

 

[BigJimbo]

:crazy:

Why would he be a feminist because his mother had strength that his lazy daddy (man) didn't who left cause he was a wuss to the effect he couldn't handle responsibilty?

Explain yourself? And personally with inflation 50 cent isn't worth a dime.

Powerlifter

I bet his father wasn't his mom's first.

 

[freshprince]

Originally posted by Ease

Are you a feminist infiltrating our community with your propaganda?

Well there is no need for a reply from me since PowerLifter replied to it best. Thanks Powerlifter

Originally posted by BigJimbo

I bet his father wasn't his mom's first.

??? What the deuce?! lol...Well dude i don't know and i won't ask her since i don't want to know!
by u posting that comment are u trying to imply that we are not his kids? lol because i can tell u that we are, every time i look at my big bro, i remember him, lucky i took most of my genes from my moms side..heehaw!

 

[^__^]

Single mothers are overrated; at least the American ones.

There's plenty of socialistic benefits that come with these situations. The American people are taking care of you; you're not truly single.

 

[freshprince]

That may be so in America but I'm not an American.

 

[comic_relief]

The most important people that I have ever met were on this board in the form of Pook and Westcoaster.

- comic_relief

 

[AAAgent]

a homeless bum on the street. Everyone was staring at him as he approached a food truck at my university to buy some food.

As he approached people backed away slightly but pretended not to change their habits for him but it was still obvious.

He asked to buy a pretzel and the truck attendant was nice enough to act normal and friendly. He told him it would be $0.50 cents.

The homeless guy then empties his pocket out into his hand. Counts out 50 cents which is almost everything in his pocket and hands it to the cashier/attendant. He places the rest back into his pocket which consisted only of a few coins.

The whole time this is going on i'm sitting at one of the two benches infront of the truck watching this infront of my school library.

The man takes his pretzel and sits down in the bench adjacent to mine. He talks to no one and bothers no one. He minds his own business

He slowly eats his pretzel, savoring it as if he were eating a 5 star course meal. This entrigues me.

I sit there and observe this man in rags. I watch as he enjoys his pretzel and pays no mind to the people around him. His life's troubles are not reflected in his eyes or his stature. The crowd that left when he approached now resume back to their normal positions.

I thought to myself that day, if a man with no home, money, or food, can learn to take so much pleasure from just one $0.50 cent pretzel, what do I have to complain about.

I am grateful for meeting this man. I remember nothing about his clothes except that they were worn out and dirty, do not remember his skin color, and i don't even remember his face. What i do remember is that this man made me learn to appreciate everything I have for what it's worth.
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[freshprince]

WOW! absolutely moving story AAAgent almost brought tears to my eyes. Thanks for sharing that with us

 

[BigJimbo]

WOW! absolutely moving story AAAgent almost brought tears to my eyes. Thanks for sharing that with us

That is a story. It has been told a thousand times. American teenage boys like you will believe anything. Scary.

 

[AAAgent]

That is a story. It has been told a thousand times. American teenage boys like you will believe anything. Scary.

Apparently wherever you're from, they teach you to believe anything is a story.

This actually happened in real life at my school Drexel University, Philadelphia PA.

And since YOU WEREN'T PAYING ATTENTION, the op is not from America.

Need to get you're facts straight before you start assuming.

 

[ThreeStorms]

Guess there are a lot of pretzel-eating homeless people around then.

 

[Warrior74]

Probably my Dad. He started out as the poorest of the poor and worked his way up to middle class. He taught me what it was to be a man. The only thing he didn't teach me was how to deal with women, but now as a man, everything we discuss here on SS, he confirms. He never talked to us frankly about women because he didn't want us to go through the stuff he had to go through. He realized that was a mistake and has said so. I am still striving to be half the man he was. I still learn something from him every time we talk. Dad is aces.

 

[AAAgent]

Probably my Dad. He started out as the poorest of the poor and worked his way up to middle class. He taught me what it was to be a man. The only thing he didn't teach me was how to deal with women, but now as a man, everything we discuss here on SS, he confirms. He never talked to us frankly about women because he didn't want us to go through the stuff he had to go through. He realized that was a mistake and has said so. I am still striving to be half the man he was. I still learn something from him every time we talk. Dad is aces.

My dad as well. He came as an immigrant to the US. He worked 2 jobs and started his own business and now is successful and rich. He rubbed off alot on me. People think i am him sometimes and i act like him as well. He's not the most interesting but probably the most influential person in my life.

 

[BigJimbo]

Apparently wherever you're from, they teach you to believe anything is a story.

This actually happened in real life at my school Drexel University, Philadelphia PA.

And since YOU WEREN'T PAYING ATTENTION, the op is not from America.

Need to get you're facts straight before you start assuming.

Uh, you don't remember his color? Please. A typical story that gets told in many forms and circulates around the Net. You should have made the setting India. India still has lots of cache to Middle Americans.

And don't start with the American B.S. of, "I don't recognize color". That line has been used since the early 80's. Mr. Drummond would preach that on "Different Strokes".

See, I would have pulled out my phone and taped that bum eating that pretzel. Prayed that he would do something crazy so I could get a high view count on youtube. Hey, at least I am honest. Which is more than I can say for 95% on here.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qw9oX-kZ_9k&feature=related
Damn, I can't even remember his color!

 

[AAAgent]

Uh, you don't remember his color? Please. A typical story that gets told in many forms and circulates around the Net. You should have made the setting India. India still has lots of cache to Middle Americans.

And don't start with the American B.S. of, "I don't recognize color". That line has been used since the early 80's. Mr. Drummond would preach that on "Different Strokes".

See, I would have pulled out my phone and taped that bum eating that pretzel. Prayed that he would do something crazy so I could get a high view count on youtube. Hey, at least I am honest. Which is more than I can say for 95% on here.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qw9oX-kZ_9k&feature=related
Damn, I can't even remember his color!

Not all of us are immature pricks who tape the less fortunate hoping they'll do something stupid.

You remember everything that has happened to you your entire life? Ya i don't think so.

Do you know a reason why court cases are prolonged? It's so that the witness's can lose their credibility because they can't recollect the events in detail as time passes.

I know the guy was not black or asian but other than that, i don't know his race or skin color. Homeless guys bake outside all day in the summer and chill outside in the winters. I wouldn't be surprised if i mistook some homeless white guy for some hispanic latino person. Heck, he possibly could have been asian. I had the decency not to stare/eye the guy down, since he wasn't doing anything to disturb me or anyone else in the area.

If you've ever been in any major city like philly, nyc, chicago, you'll notice there's a lot of homeless people because the city is the place where it's easiest to run into ppl which increases your chances of running into people willing to give you money or anything else. You don't run into homeless people in the suburbs frequently. If you were saying that this is similar to one of those stories that another thing, but your saying
this is one of those stories which you're incorrect.


Once again, you're an idiot for assuming but atleast you're an honest idiot, right? Hey the first step is acknowledging you faults.

I'm sure you're still hoping for the day when the world relies on your assumptions for facts but i'm sorry, its not this year buddy.

 

[Julian]

a homeless bum on the street. Everyone was staring at him as he approached a food truck at my university to buy some food.

As he approached people backed away slightly but pretended not to change their habits for him but it was still obvious.

He asked to buy a pretzel and the truck attendant was nice enough to act normal and friendly. He told him it would be $0.50 cents.

The homeless guy then empties his pocket out into his hand. Counts out 50 cents which is almost everything in his pocket and hands it to the cashier/attendant. He places the rest back into his pocket which consisted only of a few coins.

The whole time this is going on i'm sitting at one of the two benches infront of the truck watching this infront of my school library.

The man takes his pretzel and sits down in the bench adjacent to mine. He talks to no one and bothers no one. He minds his own business

He slowly eats his pretzel, savoring it as if he were eating a 5 star course meal. This entrigues me.

I sit there and observe this man in rags. I watch as he enjoys his pretzel and pays no mind to the people around him. His life's troubles are not reflected in his eyes or his stature. The crowd that left when he approached now resume back to their normal positions.

I thought to myself that day, if a man with no home, money, or food, can learn to take so much pleasure from just one $0.50 cent pretzel, what do I have to complain about.

I am grateful for meeting this man. I remember nothing about his clothes except that they were worn out and dirty, do not remember his skin color, and i don't even remember his face. What i do remember is that this man made me learn to appreciate everything I have for what it's worth.
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You coulda bought his pretzel, ass.