Where did they go?

    I started my day out this morning in a pretty decent mood; we took a drive to Salem, Bill, my sister-in-law and I.  We stopped at a McDonald's for a pit stop and a bite to eat and that's when the decency of the day got stomped on.  I was standing at the counter waiting for my biscuit and a rather disheveled looking man came up to the counter and asked if he could get a cup of coffee for his friend.  The ever so charming woman, who didn't even acknowledge me as a customer, rudely said to him, "are you going to pay for it?"
       I didn't hear his reply, but it was pretty obvious he was unable to do that.  I turned from the counter to go to the car for some more money and told him," just a minute, I'll get  you some coffee.  It's a sad day when one human being can't even get a civil reply, much less a f**kng cup of coffee on a cold morning"   I was angry at the way she treated him, it was obvious to me she hadn't missed too many meals, or had to ask for someone to get her a cup of coffee.  I'm no Twiggy, but damn,  I don't flaunt that I have something that someone else doesn't.  I don't have a lot of money, but I share when I can.  She was flat out rude to him, maybe homeless people bother her, maybe it takes away from her talk on the phone time, or try to look busy when one really isn't, time.  I don't know, what her problem was, but apparently the days of kindness and customer service have gone the way of the Edsel. 
      We bought him and his friend each a dollar sandwich and coffee, they thanked us profusely, and we went on our way this morning knowing at least a couple of guys didn't have to start their day with their stomachs growling.
       I intend to contact McDonald's also, I think they should know that they have the wicked witch of the west working in one of their food joints.  I ache for those with less than me, I don't have a lot, but I do have a roof over my head and a bed to sleep in each night.  I don't go hungry, I don't fear for my life each night, and I don't wonder what the hell happened that I worked most of my life and here I am pushing the last of my belongings around in a shopping cart.  Why can't we fix this problem?  Why are there families out there with no where to go?  I see empty buildings all over the place, why will no one step up and say here, here is a place for you until you get on your feet.  Oh politics, yeah, yeah.........sigh, I know, but what about goodness and compassion?  Where did they go?