Steve just listened patiently as Sean rambled on. He had no problem just letting the man talk. It didn't seem like he was doing so to hear himself talk or to fill silence, just that he had a lot to say and barely slowed down while saying it. Plus, Sean did stop to ask questions so it wasn't like he was selfishly monopolizing the conversation either.

"I use my phone for calling and texting, looking up directions, and searching references I don't understand and that's about it." Steve admitted. If he did look for odd jobs it wouldn't be to get paid for them but to just help people out and he didn't want to take money away from people like Sean who needed that sort of thing to live. Sean was right, he didn't really need the money to live off of.

"But I know the people in my neighborhood and do some odd jobs here and there for them. Mostly the older folks who don't have the money or the ability to take care of things. It's nice, they can tell me about the "good old days" that were times I never got to experience but would have."