His name is Joe. He's a plumber.

I noticed that he bought a shiny new car.

I told him that I wanted a new car, and that I needed some work done on the house, but couldn't afford it right now. 

So I asked Joe for some money because after all he should start redistributing some of that wealth of his.

I probably should have waited until he put down the wrench.

I'm not going to try that again!

Social justice, my eye!