A well-groomed man in a jogging outfit stands to the right of an entrance to a bank on a cool Fall morning. He’s just standing there, with his hands in his pockets, gazing at people passing by and periodically smiling at those who enter and exit the bank. After about an hour, a man in a business suit comes out of the bank and approaches the man. He identifies himself as a bank employee and begins to question the man in the jogging outfit.
Bank Employee: Is there something I can help you with, Sir?
Man: No. Is there something I can help you with?
Bank Employee: Yes, actually, there is. You can tell me why you’re standing out in front of this bank.
Man: No. I can’t.
Bank Employee: What do you mean you can’t? There must be a reason why you’re just standing out here. What is it?!
Man: I’ve no reason. I’m just standing here. Is that a crime?
Bank Employee: Yes! Yes it is! You can not just stand in front of this bank all day and harass our customers. It’s just wrong.
Man: I’m not harassing anyone. I’m just standing here. If it’ll make you feel better, I’ll move.
Bank Employee: Great idea. Have a nice day. You weirdo, you.
The man takes his hands from his pockets, steps away from the right side of the bank entrance, and crosses over to the left side. He then places his hands back into his pockets and resumes his people gazing.
Bank Employee: WHAT?! You CAN NOT DO THAT! You need to leave from here or I’m getting the manager!
Man: No. I like it right where I am. I’m not bothering anyone. Go ahead. Get the manager. I’m not moving.
The bank employee grunts and storms back into the bank. 5 minutes later he returns with another, older, man who says he’s the bank manager.
Manager: Hello, Sir. My employee here tells me you are being unreasonable and are refusing to leave from the front of the bank. I’m going to have to insist you move from here. You are bothering our customers and creating an unnecessary disturbance.
Man: OK. Fine. I’ll move. Again.
The man moves from the left side of bank to the edge of the sidewalk directly in front of the bank. He then stands, smiles, and stares directly at the bank manager. He does not block the bank doors nor the manager in any way, as he is about 12 feet away from them. Regardless, the manager is infuriated by the man’s move.
Manager: That’s it! You CAN NOT stand here in front of this bank like this! You are BOTHERING people! You are making a damn fool out of yourself! There are laws, mister! And you NEED to abide by them! Now MOVE!!!
The manager charges up to the man and shoves him. The man trips and falls backward onto the street. He lands hard on the back of his head and is killed instantly.
Manager: Oh, GREAT!!! That’s just bloody great! Now I’ve a dead guy lying in the goddamn street in front of my bank!!! Now I’ve got to call the cops and wait til they come to haul him away! Just GREAT!!! This will REALLY bother my customers!!! The cops better get here quick and clean this mess up. I’ve got a goddamn business to run. Goddamn, friggin’ loiterer! Messed up my whole day! When will people learn?! WHEN???! IT IS NOT OK TO LOITER!!!
The manager then takes his cell phone from his suit pocket and dials 911. He begins to explain to the operator what happened as people briskly walk past the scene. Those who came by to do business in the bank do not enter it. They are too bothered by what they see in front of them to go inside.