Homeless People Used to Love Me. Apparently Not Anymore.

Today I was walking to lunch by myself. If you know me, you know I work in Tenleytown and there was an armed robbery at the Capital One in my building yesterday. You'd also know that they did not tell us this and we had to find out about it on the radio this morning. Thanks paycheck place. So anyway, as I'm walking past the McDonald's I see what appears to be a $50 bill on the ground. I stop, look around, no one seems to be missing anything, so I bend down and pick it up. I then realize its two $50 bills. Again, holding the two $50 bills in the tips of my fingers, look around to see if anyone is missing $100 and has just now noticed. Again, no one seems to flinch. So I take one more look around, and when I get back facing front a homeless man is about two feet from me. He snatches the two $50 bills out my hands, and runs away screaming "HA HA HA HA I GOT IT BITCH! I GOT IT! YOU DUMB! YOU SO DUMB!" I just stand there. People continue to pass by me, no one says anything, until I hear this cackling. I look over, and sitting under the awning at the McDonald's another homeless gentleman is laughing. We make eye contact, and in his scruffy voice he says "You just got Punk'd lady. He stole your money. That shit is funny!" I'm still standing in the same spot. The homeless guy has stopped running and is currently waving the money in the air jumping up and down and laughing at me. I think I just got robbed, with someone else's money, by a homeless man. End of story.