I'm sitting here in a diner for breakfast. These two nuns with suitcases sit besides me on the counter. I helped them with their suitcases. One of the nuns was holding a basket for donations so I gave her $10. They thanked me in embarrassment for the generous action. I found out that the two nuns are school teachers from Chicago, moving here in Manhattan. one of the nuns was an English teacher so i told her that English is my favorite subject. We both talked about many different novels such as Romeo and Juliet. As they were about to leave, I offered to pay for their tab but the nun ordered me to give it to her and said i've been too generous. As they got up to leave, I did something stupid and embarrassing. I was smoking a cigarette and as I said goodbye, I blew smoke in their face. I apologized so many times and they were very polite and nice about it, but it was still embarrassing.
I kept pondering about the two nuns holding that donations basket. I wish I gave more money to them. But I had a date so I needed to keep some money. I've come to a conclusion that money always ends up making you blue as hell.