No good deed goes unpunished. TRULY.
I am sorely sorry for helping that guy out. Now he's knocking my goddamn door every 3 days asking to do honeysuckle around the yard for money, always with some lame excuse: kids need diapers, ain't got no food, don't got no car, but I can tell by the cat-piss stench of his sweat that he is a ******* meth-head. Also the weeping track marks on his arm are a sign that any money he gets isn't going to diaper any baby.
I hate when people make me think twice about an act of neighborly charity.