I was near the Mayflower Hotel on Connecticut Ave in DC years ago, attending a conference and out walking when I saw a homeless woman with a couple of young children holding a sign requesting $$ help-- about a block away. Beyond her-- about a half a block further away--was a man that unbeknownst to me at the time was Brit Hume.
As I walked toward her and approached within a few hundred feet, a $20 bill fluttered across the sidewalk, seemingly from out of nowhere. I slowed down thinking she would get it. But much to my horror, the man sped up and grabbed it, not even looking in her direction. It clearly wasn't his and he literally had to speed in front of her to grab it, quickly walking away after stashing it in his pocket.
I stopped and gave the lady a $5 bill, which was all I had on me, but that story to me is the quintessential Brit Hume. 
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