Jenny spent the day with what looks like food poisoning so to give her a break I took the girls out to Chick-fil-a for supper. I picked Chick-fil-a because it is one of their favs (which meant they would probably eat well) and because the staff is so nice I knew they would be extra helpful to a dad with three kids that hadn’t had naps. I was right and they were very helpful and the girls ate well. Half way through supper a guy came through and asked if I had a dollar. I said no, which was the truth, and he went on and eventually walked outside. From the smell and his lack of shoes (he barely had what you would call socks), I guessed that he was homeless. A bit later I saw him back up at the counter trying to figure out what he could get for $1.05. I’m not sure you can get anything for that. So I walked up to the counter and offered to buy him a meal. He said that he was just wanting to get a sandwich. I got him the meal anyway. He said thanks and not much else. He took his meal to the back where he ate it and then laid done for a bit. The staff was cool about and eventually he left. The girls played in the playground in the meantime. At least someone had a good meal and a nap today.