The self-proclaimed ‘poor man’ who thought of me first

On Saturday night I was in Kalamata for the kids' sports games. We each ate a souvlaki and then slipped into a pastry shop. We each got a sweet and the kids immediately started devouring them. Finally, since I don't eat sugar anyway, I changed my mind. Luckily, I had unknowingly taken precautions and had taken it in a packet rather than in hand. 

On the way home, I saw a man in his 60s, in black clothes, rummaging through the garbage cans. He was pulling out trash and separating it into two (at least that's what it looked like from a distance). I approached him and asked, "Would you like a sweet?" And as if I was taking a baseball bat to the head, I heard him reply, "I wouldn't want to deprive you of it." I was speechless. I can't tell you how embarrassed I felt. 

This man, who was obviously looking through the trash for either materials that could in any way be...