I failed as I thought doing good

Last Saturday I went to buy rye bread at the organic bakery stand of a weekly market in Cologne, buy groceries in the Turkish supermarket, and to go to the bank to print out the statements of my account. I rushed past a beggar on my way to the bank, who was asking for money inside a roofed passage. Coming back I had decided to give my small change to him. I did it, he thanked me, and I went on, only to hear some words of blessing, some well wishing, and some other greetings following my stride. I shouldn't have left him as in a hurry. I should have given him the time necessary for his thanks und well wishings. Yes, he needed the money, but more he needed appreciation of his dignity, which I failed to give him.